The Dead Wood...
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The Dead Wood... "That'll be 3 dollars, 43 cents, Sir," said the old man as Michael paid for his gas. He had filled the tank in preparation for the long journey ahead. He and his fiancée Sarah were travelling together to visit his mother and father in southern Canada. He hadn't seen them for years. The night air was beginning to become chilly and the moon started to gleam through the grey clouds in the dark sky. Tiny droplets of rain began to trickle onto the car windscreen and Sarah wound up the window because the icy rain was making her shiver. Sarah was having doubts about the journey. "It'll be fine, Sarah, don't worry, we'll make it there in no time!" chanted Michael. It was dangerous and mysterious driving through the dark thick clouds of eyrie fog and wind- washed rain. The weather was so horrendous through most of...


