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Marc listened harder, fighting the urge to find a rooenerators, add so the unease of her sto they'd had, that was to be expected "Okay How about The Shadows of Fate? I loved The Chronicles of Riddick"

Marc grinned, feeling unworthy of her beauty with his long hair and unshaven face "You just like Vin Diesel"

Angela laughed at his joking accusation, eyes adunfighter My own John Wayne, she thought, sood story"

"It was crap with a lot of eye candy"

She turned away, grinning "Not just for the eyes"

Marc stilled suddenly, looking over the destroyed lobby and dark, shadowy hallhere he thought ood place to hole up, but until they'd hit it (literally) there hadn't been… "You hear that?"

She listened for awith the wind, then shook her head, "No What?"

He turned, shrugging "Sounds like soe made her frown, and she pushed at the door in her mind, as her stomach dropped They had made over a hundred miles in the last week, and she was tired The door hadn't opened on its own Soo up," she whispered, eyes narrowing, ears open

BOHICA, Marc thought Bend over Here it co and the Blaz…"

"No ti sound of , but instead of a distant echo, it was loud and close The vibrations rattled the walls and pounded through the floor under the for the eht of the upstairs concession area "We have to…"

The grinding noise was suddenly deafening, and Marc grabbed her ar around them moved, knocked forward on its foundation

A twenty foot wall of mud and debris sla out walls and s The sound of it was like a tanker truck jackknifing, and the space i ooze The entire back wall of the cine the rows of seats with thick, dark ainst the wall ofbigger than it was: the strip mall around the theater, which was more than a mile wide