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Ichabod lingers outside the Fox facility long into the night. He listens as Arctic tells the General about his adventure into the trailer park of your typical redneck. He laughs a little when Arctic gets to the part about pissing in some guys Monster Truck. Ichabod wonders to himself how Arctic Fox managed to find rednecks in Canada, or even how the fool might have thought Ichabod lived there in a trailer. Everyone knows Ichabod lives in a condo in Myrtle Beach. As far as the Monster Truck, its been parked in the woods around the fox facility for days while Ichabod lurked outside and in making trouble for the pathetic bastards. A clink of a can and a hiss of air signals the release of fumes. Liquid is splased on the crumbling walls covered in peeling paint, ivy, moss, and bugs of the Fox Facility. He thinks about the guards, and all the security Fox claimed to have for this rundown place. He smiles as he remembers the only security he saw was a mange eatn dog who could barely pull himself up off the ground. Ichabod had wondered about this dog when he first came, and he still now didn't know if he put the cyanide in his food to silence his barking or to put him out of his misery. Much the same as he was wonder if he were destroying the facility to shut Arctic the hell up or to save Arctic from the inevitable pain he will suffer on Tournation should he grow the balls to show up. Ichabod slowly makes his way around the building--its a short trip-- and lights a cigarette.

Biblical Guy fox? If you knew as much about my name as you claimed to, you would know that Ichabod of the Bible was not "good". Simply because a man is in the Bible, it doesn't make him a good guy. The Beast is in the Bible. Do you think he is good as well? From your words, i would think so. Ichabod means hell, without God. But of course, you knew that, right? Right. So quake with fear you tiny little worm. You are going to be lost after Tuesday. Wallowing around in a pool of blood, piss, and tears as I continually beat the living sh't out of you. Prepare for the end ya f'ckin choad.

Ichabod drops the cigarette on the liquid and watches as it ignites an inferno around the one room building that is the Fox Facility, that is unless of course all the rooms are underground, as he knows Arctic Fox will claim. Ichabod walks away and into the woods.