Thriller-Part Three

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"Wait," the words flew from Michael's lips in a rush, "we don't want any trouble, okay? We were just on our way home."

Jim Mason pointed his rifle at Michael's chest. "Quit your lyin'. I heard you two yappin' just now."

Carrie whimpered by his side. "Michael..."

"The only place either of ya's going is back up to the house...," he turned slightly and motioned up the hill with his shotgun.

Michael saw the opportunity. Lunging forward, he scrambled for the gun, but his feet tangled together and he fell face first into the dirt instead.

"Cut!" the director yelled.

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