Dukey ran as fast as he could to catch up with the truck, and thought<em>it's a good thing I exercise every day. Even for a 35 year old guy, I'm in pretty good shape.</em><br/><br/>He caught onto the door handle and pulled, and the door flew open, knocking him back as it swung wide. Fortunately the slope of the hill wasn't that steep, so he was able to keep fairly good pace with the moving truck. It slowed a little, and he launched himself toward the driver's seat, clutching the wheel with one hand and slamming the door shut with the other. He heard a scream that sounded like a woman, and realized it was coming from Marcel, as he was dragged by his pants hooked to the truck's body.<br/><br/>Dukey white-knuckled the steering wheel and held it steady, as he floored the brake pedal. As he did so, the truck started its ascent up the second hill, and started to lose speed on its own, but Dukey kept the pedal depressed, and safely brought the out-of-control vehicle to a halt, inches from running over the unconscious form of his best friend. "Dear Lord, help us," he mumbled as he put the truck in park, engaged the emergency brake, and got back out and untangled Marcel's pants from the frame. He pulled the man out from under the truck, and checked that he was breathing and had a pulse, finding both to be true. "Thank God!" He said a silent prayer, and looked around, thinking he recognized the dirt road as the one he had taken to the Klutz farm. Finding nothing to write on or write with, he remembered that Clara wanted him to pick up some things.<br/><br/>He jogged down the road a ways, finding a local market, and stopped in, picking up the mustard, pickles, and ice cream. The owner looked at him and raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Dukey began to explain, but the shopkeeper silenced him with a raised hand, and shook his head. "No, no...have fun at your barbecue," was all the man said, as his wife came out of the back to see what was going on.<br/><br/>Dukey paid for the food, and jogged back to where he'd left Marcel. With the mustard, he squeezed out a message on the ground.<strong>Getting help @ Klutz farm</strong>and he drew an arrow pointing in that direction. He then sprinted toward where Clara was more than likely waiting with Sara Lee.