Uncanny Tales of Crush and Pound 1
Christopher Carter
Language: English
Pages: 47
ISBN: B00E2WLMNG
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Introducing the field agents of the DAM (Department of Adventure and Mysteries). This is the first part of a 5-part series in which Shakespeare Crush and Isaac Maxwell Pound take on the demons of another dimension.
behind by Crush and Seth. As Crush laid his hand on the soft morning dew, he noticed that a dandelion had sprung up in the middle of the barren field. He plucked it up gently with his clawed hand, inhaled the fresh morning air, and blew the feathery seeds across the sky. “Seth, I came a long way down here to visit. Is there anywhere to get milk and tuna salad?” “Yeah, we could hit a diner in Siler City, if you want.” “Good. Kickin’ ass makes me hungry. Green, I owe you some peanuts.” Chapter
relax before answering. “Pound, you are the best agent available. In fact, you are the only agent available, and this assignment cannot afford to wait. If you look at this growing stack of folders already waiting, you will note that we must keep the cases rolling so that our customers are satisfied.” “Crush would be ideal for this, you know. If you had sent me to look for Seth instead of him, both of your top agents would be in their ideal settings. Plant life is my specialty, and freaky light
Tatum remarked as she stood. “Please let me know your decision when I get back.” Sherry watched Dr. Tatum exit the office as she continued to reflect introspectively. She was not entirely confident in herself, but opportunities like this were few and far between these days. Then a sparkle turned into a smile, and she ran back to her cubicle and gathered her belongings for a trip south. ********** The traffic was daunting on I-95, but the conversation between the two young ladies was constant
an alligator,” whispered Dr. Tatum. Sherry giggled. “Maybe he was trying to give us a hint at dinner. Maybe we should stake the place out tonight,” suggested Sherry. “We really have no other leads, but I don’t know if I’m ready for an all-nighter.” “Come one, where’s your sense of adventure,” coaxed Sherry. Dr. Tatum paused to think then answered. “All right, but we’ll have to take turns with the watch. We’ll both stay up until midnight then I’ll need to get a few hours of shut eye.” They
both sat at the edge of the overlook, leaned up against a tree several yards into a shadowy forested area, and they waited patiently that evening for something significant to happen. A young couple parked in the lot and made out on the hood, then left. Several individuals arrived and looked out at the city, took pictures with their cameras and just quietly observed the twinkling of the city lights. Then it happened. At 11:45 p.m. Dr. Tatum stood up to stretch and rub her eyes when a car rounded