Cold Dark Night in November Broken Down

Cold Dark Night in November Broken Down
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Cold Dark Night in November Broken Down – It was a cold dark night in November and it was raining too!

I had told Jo-Anne to get the car fixed, obviously, she didn’t.

Now, here I sat broke down on the side of the road.

My cell phone didn’t have any service either. So I got out and started walking in the cold rain. I walked up to the next exit off the interstate.  And hopefully, there was a gas station or motel or something.

As I got on the exit ramp it was not looking very promising. All I could see from the road was dark. When I got to the end of the exit ramp. I could go left or right both directions I didn’t see anything but the dark.

So I took a right and headed down this lonely one-way road hopefully to someone’s house or into a town or something. It was strange I didn’t have any cell phone service at all.

Cold Dark Night in November Broken Down

I continued to walk for what seemed like a few hours, but it probably was only an hour or two. There in the distance, it looked like a house lit up, hopefully, someone was home. I kept walking and then I could hear loud music and it was heavy metal rock and roll.

I was wondering who this house belonged too. As I got closer I could see that it appeared to be a motorcycle gangs house. I was hesitant to approach them as I didn’t want any trouble.

I stood off in the dark and observed for a little bit I was horrified at what I saw. They were beating a man with what looked like a 2×4 piece of wood. So I backtracked out of there and all of the sudden I hear a bi=unch of dogs start barking.

And then the front door of the house flew open. And out came about 20 men and they didn’t look like they wanted to welcome me there.

I ran as fast as I could and as far as I could. Now I can hear a motorcycle racing towards me. I needed to find a hiding place and now, I ran off the road and crossed a ditch and ran through an open field.

The motorcycle kept on going and I couldn’t hear the dogs anymore. I knew I needed to find a phone and call the police.


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