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Unnoticed by the inhabitants of the building (who, at the moment had more
immediate things on their minds), a large black van pulled up to the curb
outside. Painted on either side of the vehicle was a rather unusual logo:
a picture of a severed hand, severed foot, and, yes, a disembodied eyeball,
all enclosed in a large red circle with a slash through it. From the driver's side of the van, a figure emerged: a nondescript, dark-haired man in a dingy brown coverall. He stood for a moment with his head cocked slightly, as if listening for a sound which normal human ears could not possibly have heard. Then he nodded decisively, and moved to enter the building. The man reached the doorway, opened it, and stopped. Surveying the scene of violence and chaos in front of him, he began slowly shaking his head and uttered a long, low whistle. "Yup," he said, to nobody in particular (or to the room in general). "You've got an eyeball infestation, all right. Worst case I've ever seen. This is gonna cost ya." A burly, kilted man, who had been standing atop a table screaming in an astonishingly high-pitched voice, looked down in startlement at the bizarrely unaffected stranger. "Who," he stuttered, "Who are you?" The man pulled a business card from the pocket of his coverall and tossed it to the ersatz Scotsman. "Herbert Renfrew," he said. "Body part exterminator." Every eyeball in the room suddenly gave a shudder.
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