[ Blondie yells at him to stop, and Wolfwood hesitates just a second or two before flooring the car in reverse: did he say ghost?
And then said ghost grabs his ankle and Wolfwood yelps, kicking hard at the ghost... which means kicking hard at the floorboards, car door, the bottom of the steering column. ]
What the fuck? What the fuck! What the hell is...!?
[ Ah, but then, in the rearview mirror he sees those roots rising up again, and all the blood washes right out of Wolfwood's face. Fuck the ghost, fuck the car... he shoves against Vash's arm, pushing him toward the car door. ]
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And then said ghost grabs his ankle and Wolfwood yelps, kicking hard at the ghost... which means kicking hard at the floorboards, car door, the bottom of the steering column. ]
What the fuck? What the fuck! What the hell is...!?
[ Ah, but then, in the rearview mirror he sees those roots rising up again, and all the blood washes right out of Wolfwood's face. Fuck the ghost, fuck the car... he shoves against Vash's arm, pushing him toward the car door. ]
Get out. It's awake, get out get out!