The tractor was pushing through the earth, at full speed. Help! Help! Help! The people inside screamed.
But no one heard them.
In the cozy little town of Singtan, there was an eerie silence. The boy who was afraid of water had just been buried. Like I said, there was a silence. A silence disrupted all too suddenly by a tractor flying over the hill, engines screaming in protest, the worst were the screams. Help! Help! Help! And more blood-curling screams resounded around the alleys of Singtan.
Suddenly the town erupted. Literally erupted. The town blew up. The people in the tractor died. Bye
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