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RE: You've just stolen a sky-blue Ford Anglia near King's Cross in London but someone saw you and called the police. In the distance you here a siren. Desperately, you pull a knob marked "FLY".
Here is my entry.
I did what any bloke would do, I pulled the knob. It vibrated beneath my fingers. A soft whooshing sound occurred as sleek, quiet wings emerged from the car, gleaming with a peculiar light, reflecting of off the chrome. I pulled the knob.
In an instant, we were rising, I hardly felt it, so smooth did we levitate.We aimed our guns, planning to shoot, but withdrew as the panorama of souls moved in our heads.
We soured high, brushing clouds and staring into sky. I saw that man lay down his gun and turn his face to the sky.