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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lieutenant Dann" data-source="post: 28646118" data-attributes="member: 570491">Scarecrows 1988[Tonight's lead story is the daring and deadly paramilitary robbery at Camp Pendleton. It left three marines dead and at least nine others critically wounded. Earlier this evening, a heavily armed commando unit held up the payroll office at the base and fled with $3.5 million. The robbers exchanged gunfire with military police as they raced to a nearby airfield and then escaped in a twin engine cargo plane. The pilot and his teenage daughter are believed to be held hostage on board the Baja Air...] "Turn that bloody radio off.···Stop shooting. He tossed a grenade.Watch out, it's rolling back. Throw it out! The money is gone. He bailed with the money. Get ready to jump, we're going after him. I saw a house back there where he jumped"<img src="https://i.imgur.com/na7jyIX.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" />- What the hell is that? This is some creepy shit, man. I'll tell you, whoever lives or lived here was very fucking weird. Into devil worship or some shit. Mailbox says "Fowler". There's a picture of three very mangy guys. Bert could have killed them but there's no bodies, just some very ugly vibes. We're running out of time. If we don't find that money soon the Army's gonna have us for breakfast.- Do you get the feeling we're being watched?- No.- Then how come your finger's on the trigger? I think this place is possessed by Demonic demons.- Your head's gonna be possessed by the butt of my gun if you don't shut up. Demonic demons. Christ.- I don 't like this one bit. We're being set up bigger than shit. I can feel it.<img src="https://i.imgur.com/yn7YlDs.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" />- Listen, I fired at this thing and it just kept coming. Bullets don't stop it! The scarecrows, man! Like Humans. There were three of them. They're just fucking scarecrows and all I shot was straw. They're never gonna let us out of here alive, you know that, don't you? I mean, it ain't the money they want, it's us. We're dealing with some kind of zombie, or something. I mean, man, they ripped his fucking liver out with their bare hands. They're just gonna pick us off one by one, that's all, just like those crows on that fucking fence? Well, you do whatever you want to do. I ain't going out there again. No fucking way.- Alright, you got a better idea?- Yes, I have a better idea. Let's just wait till daybreak, okay?- And leave three and a half million dollars..- Guns don't work! Don't you understand? I tried it already, okay? The motherfucker just kept coming. I mean, you understand what's happening here, don't you? Think about it. You think it's an accident we're here? We got away too clean, don't you see that? What if... Maybe... We're dead. And we're not... I mean, we're not really here. This isn't real. I mean, we're here, but... none of this is really...<a href="https://mixdrop.co/f/7rmwle6wapxdm1" target="_blank"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/2kJSoUS.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></a> (<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3Mj7qxt7-8" target="_blank">watch</a>)</blockquote>

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