My newest gimmick.

It's a Continue A STory. (CAST) I'll start a tale, and then you fine P@riots can add on to it. (assuming, of course, that Haloscan is working.) There are some rules, but they're rather easy to abide by.
1) You may add on a section up to 3 times - but you need to have at least two other people put entries between yours.
2) Don't end the story. That's for me to do.


That's it. The story will, no doubt, end up going in some very odd directions, but that's the appeal. Have fun.

And with that, I'll get the story going....


Melody Sacks was dead. At least, her persona was. Seattle, as she was calling herself now, had left Melody behind in the town of Amarillo Texas.
The task of creating a whole new life - on paper only, thus far - had been ardous, but now that she was putting her long-standing plan into action, it was, she had to admit, worth the wait. She had 36,042 dollars (cash), and three different credit cards (all in the name of Seattle White). The driver's license she had informed the world that she resided in Santa Fe, New Mexico. She glanced at her watch: 2:17am. Well, in a matter of a few more hours, she would be living in a small studio apartment there. Several hours from then would be when her parents would notice she was gone, but she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.
An REM song came on the radio, and Melody - Seattle, she corrected herself - reached down to turn it up.
It was then that she hit something on the freeway, causing her car to do a 360 degree turn, before stopping. The engine smoking, Seattle did a quick body check (she was okay) and then thought to check on what she'd smacked into...