Monster Truckers - Episode One: East of Omaha (Pt 6)
EPISODE ONE: EAST OF OMAHA (THE CHOIR) Mac exclaimed, "Brothers...... the time is here to roll! Now!" The big zipper took a step, a second, a third as he pulled the machete from his pocket, grabbed it with two hands and hurled it towards Roger. Roger's eyes went wide. Dragula shouted, “Noooooo!” Jolene did not move. Her emerald eyes followed the spinning blade. The Choir stopped humming. Every smiling face turned to watch the machete's flight. The machete struck Roger square in the chest. The impact lifted him off his feet and he crashed down, knocking over oil drums and shattering one pallet. The machete's handle quivered violently with every ragged breath. He gasped. Once. Twice. Blood spread across the filthy white lab coat. Yet, he was still smiling. His eyes drifted upwards as he turned his head, staring into the sky. His lips moved. "So..." Another painful breath, "...beautiful..." One trembling hand reached upward, grasping at so...