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?"

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"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."

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