Words written: 1,200.
I wanted to finish tonight, but got a late start. 800 words remain to reach my goal for 2004, a goal I should reach tomorrow if I am not tragically (as opposed to triumphantly) killed. If that does happen, one of you finish the story for me. In at least 800 words, describe John Doe and O'Donnell getting pecked to death by Giant Atomic Chickens.
Mother clucker, out
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