Pulp Fiction | The Ghost Riders Affair (July 1966) Page 8

  Another explosion rattled the foundation of the world. People screamed around them. Both Illya and Solo were slammed to the ground, and they clung to it as the elevator shaft slowly crumbled into itself.

  They fought to their knees, running again, aware of the earth crumbling behind them.

  "Another one coming!" Illya yelled. "This ought to rock your teeth!"

  "Hang on," Solo shouted. He looked back over his shoulder, saw Illya at his heels, and he ran faster, going toward the sunlight above them.

  THE END

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  posted 2.12.2008, transcribed by Sheryl