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NAVIGATION
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No-one could
have anticipated the onslaught that the trolleys would bring. Never
before had mankind faced such a threat. Whole Countries were
obliterated in seconds; Towns turned to dust in the blink of an eye.
But anyway, its probably best to start at the beginning. And in the
beginning, nobody suspected a thing.
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morning, Ollie was indulging in his usual spot of trolley bashing,
making the general assumption that his
victim was just a simple metal object with no feelings or desires
for World Domination like those harbored by you and I. His fans
watched on beside him as he carried out the deed with obvious
admiration, even stopping to applaud at times. Ollie and Co.
continued their stroll merrily chuckling at the massacre that had
just been performed and occasionally halting to re-enact classic
scenes. As they walked into the car park, the object that confronted
them brought them to an immediate halt. |
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The symbol on
the front of the large hollow blue object was unmistakable. |
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