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"I didn't know you could do that," said Fred to Bruno - the Allarian
alcoholic who had been taken by the Dragon and transformed into a bear yet
still capable of speaking.
Before Bruno could reply the cauldron exploded in a fury of flame, faggots, and fungus! The five loonies had ignited the forest and the cauldron, and now the explosion of the cauldron caused the carnage to spread even further. Fred and Bruno ran from that part of the woods and deeper into the night. about two in the morning, or so... Fred and Bruno are tired, hungry, and still weirded out by those six loons. They keep walking until the woods come to an end and before them they spy a simple village. With the quarter moon and the HoneySnot*** granting the land its night light, Fred saw that the village square was far from empty. "Bring out yer dead! Bring out yer dead!" A man pulling on a cart was calling out this dreadful message to the townsfolk! Fred and Bruno kept back, watching the scene. A couple here, a trio there, a full family and even an octagenarian were seen to bring out bodies... human bodies... and plop them onto the cart. "How much for Drew?" asked one. "How 'bout Tere?" said another. "Bugger off! I was 'ere first... what do I get fer Mommy?" The man, a tall, thin man wearing ashen pantaloons, a grey shirt, and covered in a black cloak seemed to think for a moment. "You know the Rules; wait till I get 'em on the scale... more meat more copper, more bone more silver, lots o' intestine lots o' iron. You know 'ow it goes... remove, return, recycle... no'ting goes to waste." Fred couldn't believe what he was hearing. Without thinking he rushed from the edge of the woods and into the square. "You... you... you Thin Man!" he said pointing his finger at the thin man with dark clothing collecting dead people. "What kind of monster are you?!?" The townsfolke were taken aback by Fred - a stranger in their sight. The Thin Man only smiled. "Monster? Me?" he said. "Not at all. You wanna see monsters? O' You'll see monsters." With that the Thin Man pulled out a whistle and began to blow. The townsfolke hurriedly returned to their homes while a cadre of what looked to be children dressed in rust brown cloaks rushed from alleyways and side streets towards the square. The Thin Man looked at Fred and said, "Welcome to Deadspot - I hope you like recycling, cause you look like a fine specimen for it!" *** the HoneySnot: in different multiverses this area of stars is called the Blunderpuss, the Milkyway, the PeeSpill, the GhostRiver, Arcad's Mistake, and even Ex54%+3, the Allarians call it as they see it!
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