76.
"Doris if I had another option..."
"She's a damned demon, you don't know what they are like Clarissa, but I don't trust her like Gilbert does, and I hope you don't either."
"Kid's missing, mom wants him back, I'm doing what I think is best Doris." Doris was less than happy to hear that Demurra was coming, Clarissa told Claire she'd wait outside for the other woman. She could feel the madness in that small apartment. Claire was losing it, every minute her kid was gone she was going more and more mad. She noticed Claire had no fingernails anymore, she'd bit them down to her finger, hastily wrapped band aids covering self inflicted wounds.
"Well just know what you're dealing with, she's evil."
"Aren't we all." The warm was air, but Clarissa felt cold all the same, ever since she'd been in Micheal's room. She noticed Claire had the same thing, she was in a sweater despite her apartment not having ac and had to have been over eighty degrees inside. Doris said a curse in elvish and left, almost like she was waiting Demurra arrived.
"You know for an elf she's such a prude, I thought they were all orgies and such, disappointing." Demurra was dressed like a business professional, slacks, buttoned up blouse with a neckerchief.
"Wow you uhh you look different."
"Well if I'd known frumpy was how we conduct business I wouldn't have dressed up so nicely." Clarissa frowned, she didn't think she was dressed that badly. "Oh dear messing with you is like playing with a small child, far far too easy."
"Well you're a bitch how does that make you feel?"
"About right for where I am, so fourth floor unit number seven right?"
"Can you like not read my mind?"
"Honestly no, if you had to live as I do for a day you'd be insane by sundown." Demurra walked past Clarissa shivering as she moved beyond her. Clarissa swore for a second she saw a bit of light jump out from underneath Demurra's collar.
****
"Denise Marinold pleasure to meet you." Clarissa didn't know who Denise Marinold was, but she figured you couldn't just go around introducing yourself as Demurra reformed demon.
"What do you do for a living Ms Marinold?" Claire looked even worse than before, Clarissa was confused how that was considering how long she'd been outside.
"Denise, and I'm a bit of a free range psychic, I know you're thinking that sounds crazy, but believe me I've been able to help lots of people including Clarissa and their boss."
"At this point Denise I just want my son back."
"Yes I'm sure you do, please allow me and Clarissa some alone time, in his room."
"Sure I just need to go buy some smokes and some whisky, if you guys need to lock up there is a spare key in the drawer." Claire left and Clarissa worried she'd crash her car.
"We've got a whole day before she comes home, she's going to a bar and she'll fuck the first person who looks at her nicely." Demurra's previous tone was gone, back was the weird russian accent.
"She's going through a lot."
"That's an understatement, you feel that cold? Its not the air, its what's in this apartment, it sucks energy right out of it, if you could see what I see you'd have never come in the door." Demurra took off her jacket and the neckerchief. Clarissa could see the runes more vibrant under the white shirt.
"So what's going on here?"
"Not a clue, and if you weren't here I'd just leave this woman and her kid to her fate, but since I showed up here I might as well scratch the itch of my curiosity, do you have anything like really strong with you?"
"Like liquor?"
"Exterminator shit, you know your job."
"Can't you just read my mind about it?" Demurra smiled and ran a hand over Clarissa's arm, Clarissa felt an intense lust briefly.
"Honey if you want to do that we can, but I'd rather we get out of the accursed apartment first."
Clarissa looked away briefly and then picked up the bag she'd brought from the house, "I uhh brought a bunch of different shit Gilbert has, and like this book I'd seen him look through once."
"Of course he'd have a book, so old school, well lets stop flirting and get to the task at hand." They went to go to Micheal's room and the cold grew more intense, before it was a general chill, now it felt like a blizzard. Each step towards the room in the small apartment felt like a thousand, by the time they got to the door they were both shivering openly.
"Should have kept my jacket on." Demurra was the first one inside, being in the room was like stepping into the deepest parts of hell to her. She couldn't place the feeling but she didn't like it. The kindle was where Clarissa had dropped it originally, it had turned on and the duck show Claire had mentioned was there playing, but Clarissa could clearly see a small terrified child with the duck.
"I'm Chilly, this is my house, you're welcome to come inside, won't you play with me, sometimes I play tricks on you."
"Well that's evil as shit, so you want to grab a beer?" Demurra smiled at Clarissa's statement.
"Pretty sure even if we tried to leave at this point little chilly there wouldn't let us, would you chilly?"
"You're in my house now," The duck said as the door to Micheal's room slammed shut, "Don't you want to play with me?"
Friday, June 29, 2018
Friday, June 22, 2018
It's Local Not a Real Job
75.
"Gilbert said not to take any jobs." Doris had called Clarissa at home, Clarissa wasn't even fully dressed from having sat around in a funk since Gilbert had left.
"Its not a job, its helping someone who lost her kid."
"Call the cops."
"They won't help her, its something we do."
"Like a job?"
"Clarissa just get over to my apartment building I can give you the address, bring some of Gilbert's whatever he uses." Doris gave her the address and hung up, Clarissa sighed, Gilbert said not to do any jobs, but a child was missing he had to have some kind of exemption for that right she thought to herself as she showered and got ready to leave. Before she turned the lights off she knew the answer was no, that would not be an exemption.
****
"They say he's with my ex husband, but I know that's not true I know it." Claire Dickinson was a wreck. Her face was tear stained, her hands shook as she talked and the cigarette she was smoking was the last of several smashed up in the ash tray in her living room. She claimed she only started smoking after Micheal went missing.
"Where is your ex husband?" Clarissa chose not to wear the work jumpsuit, if only because announcing she was an exterminator probably wouldn't have assuaged the mothers fear.
"That's the thing, he's missing too." Clarissa was afraid the police were right, but Doris seemed to believe Claire and that had to be enough.
"So tell me what happened?"
"It's that fucking show, something about it always seemed off to me, but it kept Micheal out of my hair and you know I just just didn't think a kids show could do something to a child."
"A kids show?" Claire handed over a kindle, it was smudged with food and other remnants of a small child. When Clarissa touched it she felt something, a jolt, not exactly static shock but something was off about the device.
"Yeah its like a cartoon duck inviting you to her house, it repeats over and over just different animals come over, but then I started to hear things, I thought at first it was just being sleep deprived, works been busy,and Micheal has been a handful, but I swear the duck was talking to Micheal, asking him things, inviting him over, I just wrote it off at first, and then one day I went to check on him and he was gone. Juice was sitting on the carpet, his toys next to that fucking kindle but no Micheal. I live on the fourth floor so its not like he could be taken out the window and I was in the living room." Clarissa felt a chill run up her spine, for some reason she thought of the forest, and the chill stayed with her.
"Can you show me the program?"
"That's the thing, its not there now, and I know you'll think I'm crazy, but I swear it was there, and now its not, I even sent something to Amazon and they claim that's never been a show on their device."
"I don't think you're crazy, I don't know if Doris told you what I do for a living, but sadly this is in line with that, can I see his room?"
"Yeah just past the bathroom, I left it as I found it other than just frantic looking under things."
"I'll be respectful."
"I don't care if you tear it all apart if you find Micheal." Clarissa didn't know what she could do, or who could call, but something was off here, something wasn't right. She wasn't in the room for long holding the Kindle before she heard it, a chuckle like that of a kids show. The device was off, but Clarissa knew that didn't matter, she dropped the device and took out her cell phone. She thought for a minute to call Father Timms, but this seemed outside of his realm, and Gilbert was right out since his decree about not doing a job would be broken here.
"Clarissa darling I didn't think you'd call, well that's a lie I knew you'd call, but how I knew is one of those things you're best not to know." Demurra's previous russian accent was gone, now she sounded more like a bored house wife.
"I'm in..."
"Trouble yeah I get that, and yes I can read your mind through phone lines, again succubus powers best for you not to think about it, so the kid's missing and you feel something bad."
"Real bad, I can't put my..."
"Finger on it, but it reminds you of the forest yes I get that."
"Can you let me actually finish what I'm saying?" Demurra laughed.
"Sorry you people are so slow at saying what you want to say, but yes I can come out there, don't know if I can help, but better than letting Gilbert know you're working when you aren't supposed to be right?" Demurra hung up before Clarissa could even tell her the address, but she figured the former Demon had taken that from her mind as well.
"Everything all right I heard voices?" Claire looked to be worse than before.
"I had to call in back up."
"You're boss?"
"Not exactly, just she's a bit weird ok, so know that's she's going to do her best to get your son back."
"Honey I don't care if whoever you call shows up stark naked, if she can get my boy back I'm all ok with it." Clarissa didn't want to say how true the woman's statement might have been, she just hoped Demurra showed up in more than the robe.
"Gilbert said not to take any jobs." Doris had called Clarissa at home, Clarissa wasn't even fully dressed from having sat around in a funk since Gilbert had left.
"Its not a job, its helping someone who lost her kid."
"Call the cops."
"They won't help her, its something we do."
"Like a job?"
"Clarissa just get over to my apartment building I can give you the address, bring some of Gilbert's whatever he uses." Doris gave her the address and hung up, Clarissa sighed, Gilbert said not to do any jobs, but a child was missing he had to have some kind of exemption for that right she thought to herself as she showered and got ready to leave. Before she turned the lights off she knew the answer was no, that would not be an exemption.
****
"They say he's with my ex husband, but I know that's not true I know it." Claire Dickinson was a wreck. Her face was tear stained, her hands shook as she talked and the cigarette she was smoking was the last of several smashed up in the ash tray in her living room. She claimed she only started smoking after Micheal went missing.
"Where is your ex husband?" Clarissa chose not to wear the work jumpsuit, if only because announcing she was an exterminator probably wouldn't have assuaged the mothers fear.
"That's the thing, he's missing too." Clarissa was afraid the police were right, but Doris seemed to believe Claire and that had to be enough.
"So tell me what happened?"
"It's that fucking show, something about it always seemed off to me, but it kept Micheal out of my hair and you know I just just didn't think a kids show could do something to a child."
"A kids show?" Claire handed over a kindle, it was smudged with food and other remnants of a small child. When Clarissa touched it she felt something, a jolt, not exactly static shock but something was off about the device.
"Yeah its like a cartoon duck inviting you to her house, it repeats over and over just different animals come over, but then I started to hear things, I thought at first it was just being sleep deprived, works been busy,and Micheal has been a handful, but I swear the duck was talking to Micheal, asking him things, inviting him over, I just wrote it off at first, and then one day I went to check on him and he was gone. Juice was sitting on the carpet, his toys next to that fucking kindle but no Micheal. I live on the fourth floor so its not like he could be taken out the window and I was in the living room." Clarissa felt a chill run up her spine, for some reason she thought of the forest, and the chill stayed with her.
"Can you show me the program?"
"That's the thing, its not there now, and I know you'll think I'm crazy, but I swear it was there, and now its not, I even sent something to Amazon and they claim that's never been a show on their device."
"I don't think you're crazy, I don't know if Doris told you what I do for a living, but sadly this is in line with that, can I see his room?"
"Yeah just past the bathroom, I left it as I found it other than just frantic looking under things."
"I'll be respectful."
"I don't care if you tear it all apart if you find Micheal." Clarissa didn't know what she could do, or who could call, but something was off here, something wasn't right. She wasn't in the room for long holding the Kindle before she heard it, a chuckle like that of a kids show. The device was off, but Clarissa knew that didn't matter, she dropped the device and took out her cell phone. She thought for a minute to call Father Timms, but this seemed outside of his realm, and Gilbert was right out since his decree about not doing a job would be broken here.
"Clarissa darling I didn't think you'd call, well that's a lie I knew you'd call, but how I knew is one of those things you're best not to know." Demurra's previous russian accent was gone, now she sounded more like a bored house wife.
"I'm in..."
"Trouble yeah I get that, and yes I can read your mind through phone lines, again succubus powers best for you not to think about it, so the kid's missing and you feel something bad."
"Real bad, I can't put my..."
"Finger on it, but it reminds you of the forest yes I get that."
"Can you let me actually finish what I'm saying?" Demurra laughed.
"Sorry you people are so slow at saying what you want to say, but yes I can come out there, don't know if I can help, but better than letting Gilbert know you're working when you aren't supposed to be right?" Demurra hung up before Clarissa could even tell her the address, but she figured the former Demon had taken that from her mind as well.
"Everything all right I heard voices?" Claire looked to be worse than before.
"I had to call in back up."
"You're boss?"
"Not exactly, just she's a bit weird ok, so know that's she's going to do her best to get your son back."
"Honey I don't care if whoever you call shows up stark naked, if she can get my boy back I'm all ok with it." Clarissa didn't want to say how true the woman's statement might have been, she just hoped Demurra showed up in more than the robe.
Friday, June 15, 2018
Messages
74.
"I told you not to taunt the universe." Gilbert had seen Viktor immediately. Not many people wait outside of Gilbert's office dressed all in black. Considerably less do so in the middle of the day sticking out like the sorest of sore thumbs.
"Maybe he just needs our help."
"In the sense that he needs to die, sure he needs our help, in that you think he wants to hire us, no someone like that does not want to hire us, you'll have to trust me on this." Gilbert exited the van and went around to the back to gather up his things including his Naginata.
"Mr. Dunkley." Viktor had a booming way of talking, like a child who never learned what an inside voice was. Gilbert shot him, three bullets didn't seem to do much. Gilbert charged forward with the Naginata swinging a wide arc, Viktor caught the weapons blade between his hands and then in a quick motion broke it. The sound didn't sound like metal, or glass, it sounded an energy conduit exploding. Gilbert was thrown back from the action. He landed on the ground startled at what he was facing.
"If you don't take care of your toys you lose them Mr. Dunkley, Ms. Shipley before you think about attacking me with something I want you to know something." Clarissa had exited the van and notched an arrow, Viktor manged to wrench her through the air to his hand, he strangled her to the point of passing out and she hit the ground like a sack of potato's Gilbert feared she was dead.
"You won't take me without a fight."
"If I wanted to 'take' either of you, you'd be dead, no Mr. Dunkley this is a message, a message from your betters, stay out of our damn way or I will simply rend you both in twain and be done with it, there are things in motion you need to just let happen. I'm going to leave now, don't make me come back, this town smell like cow shit and failure." Viktor didn't just disappear, he walked to an expensive looking car and drove off, he waved at Gilbert as he drove by. As soon as he was out of sight Gilbert ran to Clarissa to see she was doing, she had woken up coughing, but seemed mostly ok.
"Who the fuck was that?"
"I have no idea, and I don't like what I don't know, lets get inside."
****
"Nothing, I see not a damn thing on who that guy is or what he is." Clarissa, Gilbert and Even Doris were looking through various volumes to discover the identity of the man who attacked them.
"Maybe he's a god."
"No one is a god, he's just something I haven't run across before."
"You don't know that Gilbert I've been around longer than either of you combined, there are gods." Doris didn't like how dismissive Gilbert was to the God theory.
"Doris, Clarissa I appreciate both of you coming up with theories..."
"He's nottttttt a goddd." Santinni arrived to settle the debate. "Viktor Reane, someone who hated life so much he became infuuuuused with death."
"What does that even mean?" Clarissa could accept all kinds of things, but someone being infused with death just seemed dumb.
"It meaaannnnss you should leave him be."
"Yeah that's not how I do things Santinni you know that." Santinni looked at Gilbert and then towards the door.
"You make your oooooowwwwn choices, but know this, you make that one, you won't be coming home." And with his words of vague warning Santinni left.
****
"I need you two to stay here, and don't do anything, and I mean it, nothing, just take a vacation relax, don't bother anyone." Gilbert had gathered up his traveling bag.
"And where will you be?"
"Japan, got some stuff to get sorted, don't worry I'll take care of myself, just again don't do anything while I'm gone." Doris looked to Clarissa who sighed and nodded. Gilbert hugged both of them, "I mean it really, don't do any jobs while I'm gone, bad things are out and about."
"We hear you." They said in unison and Gilbert left, trying to remember if he ever sorted out his issues with Japan the last time he was there.
"I told you not to taunt the universe." Gilbert had seen Viktor immediately. Not many people wait outside of Gilbert's office dressed all in black. Considerably less do so in the middle of the day sticking out like the sorest of sore thumbs.
"Maybe he just needs our help."
"In the sense that he needs to die, sure he needs our help, in that you think he wants to hire us, no someone like that does not want to hire us, you'll have to trust me on this." Gilbert exited the van and went around to the back to gather up his things including his Naginata.
"Mr. Dunkley." Viktor had a booming way of talking, like a child who never learned what an inside voice was. Gilbert shot him, three bullets didn't seem to do much. Gilbert charged forward with the Naginata swinging a wide arc, Viktor caught the weapons blade between his hands and then in a quick motion broke it. The sound didn't sound like metal, or glass, it sounded an energy conduit exploding. Gilbert was thrown back from the action. He landed on the ground startled at what he was facing.
"If you don't take care of your toys you lose them Mr. Dunkley, Ms. Shipley before you think about attacking me with something I want you to know something." Clarissa had exited the van and notched an arrow, Viktor manged to wrench her through the air to his hand, he strangled her to the point of passing out and she hit the ground like a sack of potato's Gilbert feared she was dead.
"You won't take me without a fight."
"If I wanted to 'take' either of you, you'd be dead, no Mr. Dunkley this is a message, a message from your betters, stay out of our damn way or I will simply rend you both in twain and be done with it, there are things in motion you need to just let happen. I'm going to leave now, don't make me come back, this town smell like cow shit and failure." Viktor didn't just disappear, he walked to an expensive looking car and drove off, he waved at Gilbert as he drove by. As soon as he was out of sight Gilbert ran to Clarissa to see she was doing, she had woken up coughing, but seemed mostly ok.
"Who the fuck was that?"
"I have no idea, and I don't like what I don't know, lets get inside."
****
"Nothing, I see not a damn thing on who that guy is or what he is." Clarissa, Gilbert and Even Doris were looking through various volumes to discover the identity of the man who attacked them.
"Maybe he's a god."
"No one is a god, he's just something I haven't run across before."
"You don't know that Gilbert I've been around longer than either of you combined, there are gods." Doris didn't like how dismissive Gilbert was to the God theory.
"Doris, Clarissa I appreciate both of you coming up with theories..."
"He's nottttttt a goddd." Santinni arrived to settle the debate. "Viktor Reane, someone who hated life so much he became infuuuuused with death."
"What does that even mean?" Clarissa could accept all kinds of things, but someone being infused with death just seemed dumb.
"It meaaannnnss you should leave him be."
"Yeah that's not how I do things Santinni you know that." Santinni looked at Gilbert and then towards the door.
"You make your oooooowwwwn choices, but know this, you make that one, you won't be coming home." And with his words of vague warning Santinni left.
****
"I need you two to stay here, and don't do anything, and I mean it, nothing, just take a vacation relax, don't bother anyone." Gilbert had gathered up his traveling bag.
"And where will you be?"
"Japan, got some stuff to get sorted, don't worry I'll take care of myself, just again don't do anything while I'm gone." Doris looked to Clarissa who sighed and nodded. Gilbert hugged both of them, "I mean it really, don't do any jobs while I'm gone, bad things are out and about."
"We hear you." They said in unison and Gilbert left, trying to remember if he ever sorted out his issues with Japan the last time he was there.
Friday, June 8, 2018
Sometimes Bad Guys Do Dress in Black
73.
"Humans are not animals, you buy your food in stores, you live in comfort, and for the most part you have forgotten your animalistic ways, but," The man in the black coat paused, the homeless person he was standing over eyes went wide in fear, "there are still days when those old instincts come back to you, you smell it first normally, that sense of something off in the air, then you see it, a real predator, not some big cat or bear, but something you put out of your mind, something you all collectively forgot, but it didn't forget you." The man's body enveloped that of the homeless person, leaving behind nothing but a pair of dirty shoes. The man emerged from the alleyway licking his fingers like he had a particularly good bbq.
"This is Viktor, I'm now on site, please tell me where I'm to go." Viktor listened to his instructions and frowned, "Where the fuck is Ellensburg?"
****
"I'm super glad you came by Mr. Dunkley we'll certainly pay your fees and expenses." Gilbert was covered in guts and various fluids. He and Clarissa had killed the leeches, which Clarissa had taken calling Geeches for gigantic leech, it fit for Gilbert.
"Thank you Mr. Francis, its always nice to work for the wildlife department, shame about Simmons though." Paul Francis was also a game warden, he's come across Gilbert and Clarissa as they were dynamite fishing the last Geech having run out of traditional poisons and other weapons earlier. Clarissa was especially proud of the dynamite fishing because of her liking the movie tremors.
"Who?"
"Simmons the guy I got the job from in the first place, we ran across his body earlier."
"We don't have a man named Simmons working at fish and wildlife, least not in this area." Gilbert was confused. If Simmons wasn't at the wildlife department, than who the hell was he?
"He wears glasses he was white, uhh," Gilbert realized he knew very little of Simmons other than he knew who Gilbert was. Gilbert was trying to think of more information when he saw in the Wildlife truck a picture of Simmons. "Man I know you're screwing with me, you have a picture of him in your truck."
"You found this guy?"
"Has he been missing?" Gilbert didn't like the tone.
"Sort of in that he escaped an insane asylum and was reported to be in the area."
"What was he in the nut house for?"
"Some kind of biological experim..." The warden stopped for a moment and looked at Gilbert with wide eyes, "Oh god do you think he made these things?"
"It's possible, people are weird, at least he too fell victim to them."
"That's a horrifying thought, well thanks again Mr. Dunkley and happy late birthday."
"Yeah thanks." Gilbert walked away slightly worried that on top of regular monsters, now people were making new ones. He figured best to not tell Clarissa that.
"So we're done here? All the geeches are dead?"
"We're done here."
"Good, I hope nothing awful is waiting for us at the office."
"Why would you even say that Clarissa? Now we definitely know something awful is waiting for us at the office."
"Humans are not animals, you buy your food in stores, you live in comfort, and for the most part you have forgotten your animalistic ways, but," The man in the black coat paused, the homeless person he was standing over eyes went wide in fear, "there are still days when those old instincts come back to you, you smell it first normally, that sense of something off in the air, then you see it, a real predator, not some big cat or bear, but something you put out of your mind, something you all collectively forgot, but it didn't forget you." The man's body enveloped that of the homeless person, leaving behind nothing but a pair of dirty shoes. The man emerged from the alleyway licking his fingers like he had a particularly good bbq.
"This is Viktor, I'm now on site, please tell me where I'm to go." Viktor listened to his instructions and frowned, "Where the fuck is Ellensburg?"
****
"I'm super glad you came by Mr. Dunkley we'll certainly pay your fees and expenses." Gilbert was covered in guts and various fluids. He and Clarissa had killed the leeches, which Clarissa had taken calling Geeches for gigantic leech, it fit for Gilbert.
"Thank you Mr. Francis, its always nice to work for the wildlife department, shame about Simmons though." Paul Francis was also a game warden, he's come across Gilbert and Clarissa as they were dynamite fishing the last Geech having run out of traditional poisons and other weapons earlier. Clarissa was especially proud of the dynamite fishing because of her liking the movie tremors.
"Who?"
"Simmons the guy I got the job from in the first place, we ran across his body earlier."
"We don't have a man named Simmons working at fish and wildlife, least not in this area." Gilbert was confused. If Simmons wasn't at the wildlife department, than who the hell was he?
"He wears glasses he was white, uhh," Gilbert realized he knew very little of Simmons other than he knew who Gilbert was. Gilbert was trying to think of more information when he saw in the Wildlife truck a picture of Simmons. "Man I know you're screwing with me, you have a picture of him in your truck."
"You found this guy?"
"Has he been missing?" Gilbert didn't like the tone.
"Sort of in that he escaped an insane asylum and was reported to be in the area."
"What was he in the nut house for?"
"Some kind of biological experim..." The warden stopped for a moment and looked at Gilbert with wide eyes, "Oh god do you think he made these things?"
"It's possible, people are weird, at least he too fell victim to them."
"That's a horrifying thought, well thanks again Mr. Dunkley and happy late birthday."
"Yeah thanks." Gilbert walked away slightly worried that on top of regular monsters, now people were making new ones. He figured best to not tell Clarissa that.
"So we're done here? All the geeches are dead?"
"We're done here."
"Good, I hope nothing awful is waiting for us at the office."
"Why would you even say that Clarissa? Now we definitely know something awful is waiting for us at the office."
Friday, June 1, 2018
Failure of Biological Reason
72.
"I guess for me I struggle with trying to figure out how." Gilbert and Clarissa had climbed a tree, there were four of the large leech creatures below looking for the, though Gilbert had correctly surmised they could not see.
"How what?" Clarissa regretted picking up the phone when Gilbert had called, she regretted it more than anything else she had done that day.
"There is no way this many large creatures have subsisted here eating fish wildlife and people, something else is going on."
"Could we solve this mystery when we aren't about to be the victim of it? And you said they don't have eyes but what about ears can't they hear us?" Clarissa had been whispering, Gilbert didn't feel the need to.
"If they had ears they'd be up in this tree right now, must be smell or some kind of ground sense."
"Wonderful Gilbert, as long as we don't smell or step on the ground we'll be fine."
"They'll probably give up and go kill something else after a time, reminds me of one time I had got stuck on top of a roof for three days in arizona, man that was awful, by the time I got down I was so thirsty."
"Not making it any better Gilbert."
"It shouldn't take three days, I mean weekend is coming up, people will be showing up."
"Really not helping now Gilbert." Gilbert shrugged.
"Was just trying to look on the bright side."
"That someone else might die? That's not a bright side."
"Could be a cougar, you know those things are the real killers, friend of mine."
"Gilbert stop making it worse."
****
Five hours later the creatures had gone off somewhere else enough for Gilbert to feel confident he could climb down. Clarissa wanted him to do it first in case they were hiding, Gilbert thought she was being silly but could tell she was angry enough to just follow her request. They moved as gingerly as possible to the van and Gilbert rearmed himself with his usual kit of supplies.
"What if they just like disappeared?"
"Like what we imagined them? No, they are out there, and we've got a job to do."
"A job we aren't be paid for."
"Oh we'll get paid," Gilbert locked a harness into place and checked the bullets in his revolver, "Someone is putting up the bill for this."
"Or we'll get killed."
"Nah, I'm not dying on my birthday, some other day sure, my birthday? Too perfect circle." Clarissa laughed. The gallows humor would make the long night go a lot easier, she also didn't want to inform Gilbert he was wrong, it wasn't his birthday anymore.
"I guess for me I struggle with trying to figure out how." Gilbert and Clarissa had climbed a tree, there were four of the large leech creatures below looking for the, though Gilbert had correctly surmised they could not see.
"How what?" Clarissa regretted picking up the phone when Gilbert had called, she regretted it more than anything else she had done that day.
"There is no way this many large creatures have subsisted here eating fish wildlife and people, something else is going on."
"Could we solve this mystery when we aren't about to be the victim of it? And you said they don't have eyes but what about ears can't they hear us?" Clarissa had been whispering, Gilbert didn't feel the need to.
"If they had ears they'd be up in this tree right now, must be smell or some kind of ground sense."
"Wonderful Gilbert, as long as we don't smell or step on the ground we'll be fine."
"They'll probably give up and go kill something else after a time, reminds me of one time I had got stuck on top of a roof for three days in arizona, man that was awful, by the time I got down I was so thirsty."
"Not making it any better Gilbert."
"It shouldn't take three days, I mean weekend is coming up, people will be showing up."
"Really not helping now Gilbert." Gilbert shrugged.
"Was just trying to look on the bright side."
"That someone else might die? That's not a bright side."
"Could be a cougar, you know those things are the real killers, friend of mine."
"Gilbert stop making it worse."
****
Five hours later the creatures had gone off somewhere else enough for Gilbert to feel confident he could climb down. Clarissa wanted him to do it first in case they were hiding, Gilbert thought she was being silly but could tell she was angry enough to just follow her request. They moved as gingerly as possible to the van and Gilbert rearmed himself with his usual kit of supplies.
"What if they just like disappeared?"
"Like what we imagined them? No, they are out there, and we've got a job to do."
"A job we aren't be paid for."
"Oh we'll get paid," Gilbert locked a harness into place and checked the bullets in his revolver, "Someone is putting up the bill for this."
"Or we'll get killed."
"Nah, I'm not dying on my birthday, some other day sure, my birthday? Too perfect circle." Clarissa laughed. The gallows humor would make the long night go a lot easier, she also didn't want to inform Gilbert he was wrong, it wasn't his birthday anymore.
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