No Way Out

A Skifree fic by: Vector Omega

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Disclaimer: I do not own Skifree, nor do I have any wish to, except for the purpose of reprogramming it without the abominable snowman. : )

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So, have people really stooped as low as to resort to Skifree fanfiction for entertainment? Oh well, I only wrote this because of a particularly sad Skifree story I happened to read. Also, please keep in mind that this was written at midnight on a palm handheld as I slowly passed into unconsciousness. I have tried to correct any spelling errors, but some may remain.

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This is not my first written fic, but it is my first posted here at FF.net. Since this is my first fic posted here please give me a little slack until I can figure out what works for you guys, Thanx.

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There's no way down. That was my first thought as my 8bit body was resurrected yet again. I had made it farther this time, or so I thought. Upon further consideration though, I realized the painful truth. I had died in that same grove of little green wiry trees many times before. Each time I swore that I could feel the hill flattening a little. That damn pixilated abominable snowman had to be passable. The end had to be there right?

With utter silence, since I was created without a voice, I began my descent again. I flew past trees and places that I had memorized all too well. I rounded a bend and crashed into a tree. At first the tree didn't look familiar, but after taking in my surroundings, I soon realized my error. I had crashed into this same tree countless times before. Then, a thought struck me. Down must not be the way. But what other options did I have? I looked to my side and saw a cheerful group of people, I assume they were cheerful even though they were not given any facial animation, riding up the skilift.

It was then that I came up with an idea. I got up and reversed my course. I was now following the lift up the slope. Soon, I passed the starting point.

Maybe this will work. It was the first time I had felt hope since the first few times I had run these slopes. I got an adrenaline rush and thought about boarding the lift and going back down to the lodge.

Just then a snowboarder came down and hit me. I wanted to scream profanity at him, but realized it was no use. He was monster bait anyway. Then I remembered a time when I was being chased. A snowboarder passed between me and the beast, but it ate me even though the snowboarder was closer. That snowboarder would live, as well as all the others.

I continued my upward path. However, the next thing I met was not nearly as harmless. Just as I was beginning to feel good again that damn pixilated abominable snowman came out of the woods and ate me. The last coherent thought I had was a correction of an earlier thought. It's not that there's no way down... it's that there's no way out.

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BTW, I actually tried this, so don't get any hopes of beating Skifree this way.

C ya,

Vector Omega