On a night when no moon existed and a road, jet black, a lone car steadily travelled upon this road. Weak lights…all this was about to change I will tell you. Slowly creeping slowly was a rumble a car of no great distinction by earshot, a powerful diesel, the leading driver in his car now increasingly vulnerable started to shiver in intimidation he slowed to a grinding standstill, two grim black clad figure alighted from the rumble car one with a long pipe.
THE LEADING TALLER FIGURE CREPT TO THE DRIVERS DOOR AND SHONE HIS LIGHT INTO THE CAR DRIVERS EYES FOLLOWING CLOSELY BEHIND STUFFED THE PIPE INTO A HALF OPEN DRIVERS WINDOWS AND THEN WALKED back to the car of anger and attached the pipe to the gloom cars exhaust pipe, his foot then went down hard upon the accelerator the lead doomed car filled with pungent black mass of gas, doomed the driver was dead, this marked the beginning of the serial gassing by a group named the black gas turbo killers be warned, who are they!.