Guerilla-13
July 2, 2004, 03:26 PM
The Duppy Conqueror, horror mini-series, concludes with Part VIII...
The taxi sped-off, with the dreary-eyed driver enjoying the full freshness of the morning breeze, slapping his face. A few meters down the road, he had noticed the dead silence behind in the passenger seats and had decided to enquire of the young couple’s destination. "Where to?" he asked. Taking a quick glance in the roof-mounted rear-view mirror, he slammed on the brakes and the car screeched to a halt.
The fat man with the greasy face and too heavy a mustache, alighted from his car to get a better look at the situation. "A wha’ di ****, really a gwaan, yah so? Me nuh believe inna duppy, y’nuh!" he scratched his scalp as he searched the entire vehicle for the passengers. They were nowhere to be found.
Read it:
www.duppyhouse.com (http://www.duppyhouse.com)
The taxi sped-off, with the dreary-eyed driver enjoying the full freshness of the morning breeze, slapping his face. A few meters down the road, he had noticed the dead silence behind in the passenger seats and had decided to enquire of the young couple’s destination. "Where to?" he asked. Taking a quick glance in the roof-mounted rear-view mirror, he slammed on the brakes and the car screeched to a halt.
The fat man with the greasy face and too heavy a mustache, alighted from his car to get a better look at the situation. "A wha’ di ****, really a gwaan, yah so? Me nuh believe inna duppy, y’nuh!" he scratched his scalp as he searched the entire vehicle for the passengers. They were nowhere to be found.
Read it:
www.duppyhouse.com (http://www.duppyhouse.com)