OK, a REAL story!! Indiana Jones and the City of Fire (PLEASE READD!!!!!)

Posted by Ben, friend of Indy from ns1.integrityonline30.com on May 15, 2000 at 16:11:47:

Indiana Jones and the City of Fire
Prologue
1940
Somewhere on the coast of the Dead Sea
The Nazi Scout was scanning the large mass of water. He walked from the open jeep.
"Don't forget vhat ve are looking for!" The officer in charge called off.
The scout simply nodded faintly.
* * *
After having walked for a while, the scout saw a large enclosure several yards up. It was starting to rain, so he went up for shelter. He shuddered as he saw a grayish crystal looking pile that was approximately five feet tall.
"No." He said to himself. "Don't let your hallucinations get the best of you."
The scout got a nice way back, and then sat down, shuffling through his backpack for a blanket.
He couldn't help but stare for a moment. Could it be? Nah. Or could it? He crawled carefully to it. Slowly. VEERRYY slowly. The cold rain didn't help his goosebumped skin. He stood up carefully. He couldn't help but notice how much it looked like the figure of a woman. He walked around. Oh. The sight. The flat formation, the wide ovals, the large cavity near the bottom, the point in the middle. A woman's face, filled with terror. His finger neared. "No, I......have to." The finger nearly touched. Less than a single milimeter away. He touched. It seemed so hard for a pile of salt. His finger dragged up, all the way to the--skeletal teeth! The gray pile turned white and black, shredded clothes hanging from the skelton! Feet turned from sand to moving bone! "No! NOOOO!! AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!"
The skeleton bent over in the same position until it touched him! "NNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!" SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
* * *
"Did you here that?"
The leader didn't need an answer, a click of seat belts. He jammed his foot down on the gas. Sand spewed back. The jeep rushed forward at its max' speed. It neared the salt pile and bumped to a halt. The officers pulled their guns and leaped out of the car. An echo still hung in the air. The figure was still in the same position at the same exact spot. A crumbling pile of salt, though, was somehow hovering in a wave of salt above the sea. When the whole thing met far out above the sea, it suddenly lunged downward. The sea splashed in a humongous wave. The leader turned and banged the gun against the salt pile. It, only the gun, even quivered. The skeleton leaped at the Nazis, crumbling them and sending them to their home of evil, in a city beneath the sea.
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: Indiana Jones and the City of Fire
: Prologue
: 1940
: Somewhere on the coast of the Dead Sea
: The Nazi Scout was scanning the large mass of water. He walked from the open jeep.
:    "Don't forget vhat ve are looking for!" The officer in charge called off.
: The scout simply nodded faintly. 
:                               * * *
: After having walked for a while, the scout saw a large enclosure several yards up.  It was starting to rain, so he went up for shelter. He shuddered as he saw a grayish crystal looking pile that was approximately five feet tall.
:     "No." He said to himself. "Don't let your hallucinations get the best of you."
: The scout got a nice way back, and then sat down, shuffling through his backpack for a blanket.
: He couldn't help but stare for a moment. Could it be? Nah. Or could it?  He crawled carefully to it. Slowly. VEERRYY slowly. The cold rain didn't help his goosebumped skin.  He stood up carefully.  He couldn't help but notice how much it looked like the figure of a woman. He walked around. Oh. The sight.  The flat formation, the wide  ovals, the large cavity near the bottom, the point in the middle.  A woman's face, filled with terror.  His finger neared. "No, I......have to."  The finger nearly touched. Less than a single milimeter away. He touched.  It seemed so hard for a pile of salt. His finger dragged up, all the way to the--skeletal teeth! The gray pile turned white and black, shredded clothes hanging from the skelton!  Feet turned from sand to moving bone!  "No! NOOOO!! AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!"
: The skeleton bent over in the same position until it touched him! "NNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!" SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
:                          * * *
:   "Did you here that?"
: The leader didn't need an answer, a click of seat belts.  He jammed his foot down on the gas.  Sand spewed back.  The jeep rushed forward at its max' speed. It neared the salt pile and bumped to a halt.  The officers pulled their guns and leaped out of the car.  An echo still hung in the air.  The figure was still in the same position at the same exact spot.  A crumbling pile of salt, though, was somehow hovering in a wave of salt above the sea.  When the whole thing met far out above the sea, it suddenly lunged downward.  The sea splashed in a humongous wave.  The leader turned and banged the gun against the salt pile.  It, only the gun, even quivered.  The skeleton leaped at the Nazis, crumbling them and sending them to their home of evil, in a city beneath the sea.
: **********************
: How did you (who ever you may be) like it? Please give comments, and is you know what it's about, keep it to yourself, if you don't, you'll find out soon enough.

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