Headed To Long Island
The Second Letter
Fade In,
We now find our Godly trio, zooming down the interstate... Spawn and Sinthia are slightly in the lead and Pesti is trailing behind... Pesti has been quiet all through the trip, their last two stops have almost become catastrophes as Pesti beleived he saw a man who was following him... Pesti slowly speeds up and paces the others... He points to a sign off the highway...

Charlie's One-Stop Truck-Stop
Free Coffee
Half Price Dinners to Slammers

Pesti motions for them to stop and Spawn nods... They slow and take the next exits headed for "Charlie's"... They pull into the lot and park outside the front door... Spawn dismounts and helps Sin off, as Pesti takes a look around... He slowly gets off the bike and pulls his helmet off...

Sorry bout stopping again but i gotta get some FOOD man... This {censored} stuff has got me all screwy...

No Problem Bro... We are making GOOD time... So far...

Sinthia takes a look at a sign on the door...

Dancers Wanted
Apply Inside

Spawn looks at Pesti who laughs... Sin turns to them...

DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT SAYING IT!!!

They both chuckle as she storms into the building ahead of them... On the inside, the building takes on a new meaning to "rank"... There are about 5 customers sitting around the bar, it appears they are glued to their chairs... Pesti stops and takes a good look around, spying a corner booth he steers Spawn adn Sin over to the booth... They sit down and a cutsey looking waitress saunters over, wearing something that looks more appropriate in the pages of Hustler...

Can I help you fine people?

Pesti turns his head and looks up at her... Her eyes visibly widen at the sight of his mask...

Just get me some coffee...

Same... and a Mountain Dew for the lady...

The waitress never takes her eyes off of Pestilence's face as she steps back from the table to go get their drinks... Pesti looks over at Spawn and then looks behind him... down the row... He sees a familiar looking man and stands up... Spawn looks at him for a moment, but Pesti is running down the isle.. He stops and looks at a man he has never seen before... Pesti turns and looks back and sees that the man he is looking for headed out the door... He takes off and bursts through the doors just in time to see the man riding take off into the road... He heads for his bike but if cut off by Spawn...

WHoa.. Hold up... Hold up.. WHere the hell you going Man?

I.. I saw... Someone... I thought i knew him... He ran.. He had to have known me...

Spawn pats him on the shoulder as Pesti looks down at the seat of his bike... there is a letter strapped on top of his bag.. He yanks it out and looks at it...

The time has come, brother, and now, so have I....
Please prepare yourself...
What you are about to discover will shock your soul...
Leaving many questions inside your head...
Is reality merely our perception of the truth?
Only time will tell.

Pesti just hands the letter to Spawn... Spawn takes it as Sinthia walks up...

What the HELL is going on here boys... SHouldnt we get rolling...

Yeah.. This is just too weird even for ME... someone is {censored} with me... And i DONT like it... Spawn, Sin... Lets get our {censored}s to Long Island... I gotta KILL something...

Pestilence puts on his helmet and looks to Spawn..

Come on Bro.. Lets RIde...

The scene fades as Spawn and Sin begin mounting thier bike...

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