I went out on a expedition to find oil in what seemed like the Appalachian mountains. My party came across a huge hole in the bottom of a valley which a stream was pouring into. It was determined that there was no more oil in the hole, but we should check and make sure. I was sent out with a rope a bucket to test the water. (If it was salty then there was oil mixed in with it.) It felt like we were trespassing, so I used as much cover as I could and approached the hole from downstream. It struck me as odd that the hole never filled up with water, and that it had to be going somewhere. I tossed the bucket over the edge and then proceeded to pull it back up. Inside the bucket was some orange dirt and murky looking water. I tasted it to see if it was salty, but it was fresh water.
We then made our way downstream and came across a sheer dirt cliff to the side of the valley. We sat down beside it for our lunch and then noticed that it was seeping oil. This made us very excited and we noticed just how much oil was seeping from the ground around us. Then a vehicle came driving up with a few rough looking characters inside who then proceeded to threaten us. After the exchange, they then left leaving us feeling concerned, but we decided to drive back into town and try to buy the oil drilling rights for that land.
We slowly made our way back towards town, but we were ambushed by the men that threatened us earlier. They attacked us as we made our way through a covered bridge using guns. Most of the party was shot down and I screamed at a boy who was with us to run. He stood there dumbfounded so I shoved him and shouted "Run!" as loud as I could. This time he acted and took off for the tree-line nearby. I was shot in the leg before I turned around...
and then I woke up. Naturally, this seems like a spin on the There Will Be Blood, even with the boy taking the spot of D.W.
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