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The car rattled unsteadily on the uneven terrain, all the while gathering speed as the ball of Yunk rolled downhill.

He felt compelled to know where it was heading & would stop at nothing to find out.

Elliot glanced at the speedometer, he was doing 60.

"I must be crazy." He muttered to himself as the car hurtled down the treacherous slopes.

With his gaze so intently trained on the ball, he failed to see the...