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\chapauth{Unununium}
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\chapter{The Scarecrow}
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Luke parked his car at the side of the road. He walked over to the
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massive corn field and squinted. Somewhere out there was his big
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break. If the legend held true, he knew he'd have it set. Trying to
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be silent, Luke pulled apart rows of corn and began to make his way
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to the center of the field. Looking out, he knew he had a long way
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to go. His revolver sat snuggly in his jean pockets. He wasn't
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afraid to use it if he was heard.
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Luke's sneakers sunk into the moist soil, as he crept through the
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corn field. He knew something was up. The full moon shined brightly
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into the center of the corn field. In the center of the field stood
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a mounted scarecrow. Its eyes beamed like an illuminating light,
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and the straw covering its bare body poked out through seams on its
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clothing. Luke was here for a purpose. As an FBI investigator, it
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was his job to trot through this corn field to investigate the
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claim that underneath the rugged clothing of this lifeless
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scarecrow lays a corpse. He barged through a petite opening in the
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corn field, and reached the scarecrow. The scarecrow was a morbid
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mass of lifeless straw. A knife was tied into the scarecrows hand
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with a piece of string. Luke unfastened the rope holding the
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scarecrow unto the cross. The scarecrow then toppled over, landing
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on Luke. It was heavier then he imagined. Luke rolled over, getting
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out from underneath the scarecrow.
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Luke looked out into the corn field. It was an infinite abyss of
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yellow and green plants. From his viewpoint, he couldn't see out of
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the corn field. Luke turned back, and noticed in shock that the
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scarecrow was now standing. Luke took a step back, but the
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scarecrow moved in closer. With one luxurious swipe, the monument
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of hay and straw sliced through Luke's neck with its knife. Luke
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vomited wildly through his neck while disturbing and tremendously
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rust colored blood came out through the same orifice. A stream of
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strawberry-red blood dripped from the scarecrows metallic and
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majestic knife, that soon entered into Luke's head. Luke dropped to
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his knees. He gurgled like a drowning infant as he struggled to
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breathe. Luke vomited blood through the hole in his head as
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bubble-gum colored brain matter and blood exited Luke's head with
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the scarecrows knife. Luke wasn't quite dead yet, he slowly crawled
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away from the deadly straw body, but it was too late. A gust of
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wind and magic picked Luke's body up into the air. Like quills, the
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scarecrows straw exited his body and pierced into Luke's flesh.
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Luke let out one final scream, before he died. Luke's lifeless body
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floated magically to the brown wooden cross. As the lifeless
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scarecrow soon faded into the ground, Luke's body strapped onto the
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cross. The scarecrow was now gone, but a new scarecrow has come to
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take its place.
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