http://slow.writerscafe.org/ronin2510 The original writings of author Andrew Scorah en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022497 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The M-Kat Chavs were back, partying in my head, as awareness slowly came back to me. I was lying on my back, and by the feeling of motion all around me I was in a vehicle. As my awareness grew, memories flooded my head, a veritable Tsunami of information crashed in on me.I was remembering every .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ronin2510/1178749/ The four metallic black vans drove up the mountain road in single file, no headlights burning to light their way. 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