TEOTWAWKI
#124: Henry Drake - SUFFER!
The kidnappers had Angel locked in a closet. She didn’t even have enough room to lie down. The closet was that small and cramped. It was also below the water level. The floor and one wall was the hull.
“First thing is to seal the door.” Bob told her. “They’re not taking you away from me again.”
A bunch of cybernetic bugs crawled under the door the up the sides between the door and the frame. They sealed it shut.
“They’re not opening that door without an axe or a sledgehammer.” Bob said to Angel. “I doubt that their stupid enough to shoot thru the door. If they do they’ll shoot holes in the hull.”
“Now hang on for a little bit.” he said.
“I found her” Bob said to Henry via mind link. He didn’t have the knack of subvocalizing yet so he said it out loud.
Angel looked at him weird.
“Talking to yourself?” she said. “That’s a bad habit.”
“Beginning phase two” Henry said. Angel heard him. She looked at Bob even stranger.
“Answering yourself is even worse.” she said.
Bob grinned...then the screaming began....outside.
Fluffy approached the kidnappers boat real slow..from the stern. Finally some one saw it.
“It took em long enough to notice” Henry muttered to himself. “I beginning to think I’d have to shoot off flares.”
“A sea monster” One of the men on the boat screamed.
“Ain’t no such thing.” someone else said “what you been smoking? I told you not to do that on duty.”
Then he saw Fluffy and began screaming too.
“Get some guns” some one else said.
They did that and began shooting.
Didn’t matter. The bullets were like raindrops off a duck’s back as far as Fluffy was concerned. Fluffy came closer..and closer... bumped the stern of the boat...and ripped the propellers off with it’s tentacles. The boat was dead in the water.
Fluffy had two LONG tentacles, kinda like a squid, as well as a bunch of shorter ones. One of the long ones slid under the boat until it was under the closet where Angel was locked up in. The other one began snatching kidnappers off the deck, breaking the odd leg or arm, then dropping them back to the deck again. Some of them continued to scream and tried to crawl away. Some of them didn’t. They just lay there in a spreading red puddle.
There was a lot of screaming...and gunshots. It didn’t do them any good. Fluffy was playing with it’s food.
“Don’t be alarmed” The coakroach said to Angel “It’ll be ok.”
“If you say so.” Angel stared wide eyed at the floor. It was melting. A hole appeared. Bob stuck his head out of it.
“Let’s get out of here.” he said
Bob helped her crawl thru the hole in the floor and through the inside of the tentacle. Pretty soon they were in Fluffy. The hole in the floor sealed behind them. No sense sinking the boat too soon. Why let them die too soon?
Howdy ma’am.” Henry greeted the couple as they floated into the control room. “ You can lie down right there if you want to.”
He handed Bob a necklace. He wasn’t about to touch another man’s wife. Most especially a naked one.
“Put this on her.” he said
Bob did that.
“Never mind the sting” he said.
Angel rolled her eyes at him, then opened them wide in shock when she was stung.
“So how do you want to do this?” Henry asked. “The easy way or the hard way?”
“The hard way” Bob said “I want them to suffer.”
Suffer they did.
The Next Episode Is
#125: Melvin's Marauders -Culture Shock…
The Previous Episode was
#123 : Henry Drake - Here's the Plan…
The First Episode was
# 1 : Prologue…
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Book One: SoulStone
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I'm
@everittdmickey
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I write
SPECULATIVE FICTION
My books on Amazon.
I engage in political commentary
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When watching the LameStream FakeNews Media
it's hard to tell what’s true or when they are lying isn’t it? It seems that they are more interested in influencing public opinion than they are reporting the facts.
SteemPunk Snail Image from Pixabay
Safe and sound in the womb of fluffy, meanwhile up above...Over all a very nice rescue.
I read a fragment of your work. This reminded me of the stories of the Strugatsky brothers. I like some of them.
I'm interested in knowing how you come up with characters, they're like your friends in real life, or is it just your fantasy?
thank you.
my characters come to me in dreams..
I guess you could say.
I'm sure past experience has something to do with it.
I usually dream about traveling )
Usually dreams are a reflection of a previously seen real world...
I was a trucker for 25 years...3 million miles..
You definitely saw a lot. And thanks to the speed all mixed up...
no kidding.
I just woke up from a nightmare.
I dreamed I had to change oil in a truck.
the horror..the horror..
Change oil is a terrible dream trucker? )
it can be....
.........if you have a (gruesome) imagination like I do..
Wow! bloody revenge but they (the kidnappers) looked for it. Fluffy, it is a lethal weapon, if it falls into the wrong hands it would be a tragedy.
Bob a friend to trust. The story endedwell as Angel didn't die in such a conditions.
Nicely written. Keep it up.
Bob a friend to trust. The story endedwell as Angel didn't die in such a conditions.
Nicely written. Keep it up.
Bob a friend to trust. The story endedwell as Angel didn't die in such a conditions.
Nicely written. Keep it up.
Bob a friend to trust. The story endedwell as Angel didn't die in such a conditions.
Nicely written. Keep it up.