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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4705275" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>A Love in Need: Prologue</strong></p><p></p><p>MCKINLEY, NM—Hammer turned the windshield wipers on as the storm whipped itself into a frenzy. </p><p></p><p>“So we flew out here for what again?” asked Jim-Bean, cracking a window so he could blow cigarette smoke out the crack. </p><p></p><p>“Remember Jason? The guy who gave Lucy Ennis that ‘potion’ that reanimated her dad?”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean rubbed his forehead. “How can I forget.”</p><p></p><p>“Well Jason Jawolalski was sighted in McKinley. Our job is to pick him up.”</p><p></p><p>Archive, sitting in the back, chuckled. “So that’s why you brought me?”</p><p></p><p>Hammer nodded, struggling to see through the downpour. “You did a great job with those Nazi corpses, so I figure if this Jason guy gets creative with his potion you’ll come in handy.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean flipped on the radio. It reported flood alerts and chimed six o’clock. </p><p></p><p>“As I recall, the Elder Sign was useless against Henry Ennis—“ began Jim-Bean. </p><p></p><p>“Elder Signs vary in magical strength,” Archive interjected, cutting him off. “The one I have now is much more powerful.”</p><p></p><p>“Sure,” said Jim-bean. “Whatever.”</p><p></p><p>Distracted by the conversation, Hammer glanced up in time to see a silhouette in the path of the car. He jerked the wheel hard and the car skidded.</p><p></p><p>A body hit the left side of the hood, bouncing up and over. The car kept sliding and a telephone pole flashed into view. Hammer slammed on the brakes.</p><p></p><p>The car rammed into it, triggering the air bags. Sparks and snaps crackled overhead as the power lines tore away and the pole fell across the hood of the Honda Civic.</p><p></p><p>Hammer, Jim-Bean, and Archive staggered out of the vehicle. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean tried his cistron. No signal. Archive ran over the man in the street.</p><p></p><p>The man was a pitiful travesty. He was shaking and shivering, his limbs twisted and withered, and his skin had open, weeping sores covering it that drained a noxious ichor. A steak knife was clutched ineffectively in one hand. The man wore only pajama bottoms. Archive fished through his pockets and pulled out his wallet. His license identified him as John Andrews. </p><p></p><p>“Don’t move, John, we’re going to get you out of here!” Archive shouted to Andrews in the rain.</p><p></p><p>Hammer struggled with the car, but wasn’t able to get it out of the ditch off the side of the road. The mud was churning from the downpour. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean stood in the middle of the road, surprised to see a pair of eyes staring back at him from Andrews’ car. It was a young boy, maybe ten years old. </p><p></p><p>“How bad is he?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>“Bad,” said Archive. “We need to get him inside, fast.”</p><p></p><p>“His car won’t start either,” said Jim-Bean, pointing to the distant lights of a roadside motel. “The closest shelter is there.”</p><p></p><p>“Great,” said Hammer. “Archive, you take Andrews. Jim-Bean, you take the boy.”</p><p></p><p>“You take him,” said Jim-Bean quickly. “I’ll carry our gear.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer shrugged and led the boy out of the car.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4705275, member: 3285"] [b]A Love in Need: Prologue[/b] MCKINLEY, NM—Hammer turned the windshield wipers on as the storm whipped itself into a frenzy. “So we flew out here for what again?” asked Jim-Bean, cracking a window so he could blow cigarette smoke out the crack. “Remember Jason? The guy who gave Lucy Ennis that ‘potion’ that reanimated her dad?” Jim-Bean rubbed his forehead. “How can I forget.” “Well Jason Jawolalski was sighted in McKinley. Our job is to pick him up.” Archive, sitting in the back, chuckled. “So that’s why you brought me?” Hammer nodded, struggling to see through the downpour. “You did a great job with those Nazi corpses, so I figure if this Jason guy gets creative with his potion you’ll come in handy.” Jim-Bean flipped on the radio. It reported flood alerts and chimed six o’clock. “As I recall, the Elder Sign was useless against Henry Ennis—“ began Jim-Bean. “Elder Signs vary in magical strength,” Archive interjected, cutting him off. “The one I have now is much more powerful.” “Sure,” said Jim-bean. “Whatever.” Distracted by the conversation, Hammer glanced up in time to see a silhouette in the path of the car. He jerked the wheel hard and the car skidded. A body hit the left side of the hood, bouncing up and over. The car kept sliding and a telephone pole flashed into view. Hammer slammed on the brakes. The car rammed into it, triggering the air bags. Sparks and snaps crackled overhead as the power lines tore away and the pole fell across the hood of the Honda Civic. Hammer, Jim-Bean, and Archive staggered out of the vehicle. Jim-Bean tried his cistron. No signal. Archive ran over the man in the street. The man was a pitiful travesty. He was shaking and shivering, his limbs twisted and withered, and his skin had open, weeping sores covering it that drained a noxious ichor. A steak knife was clutched ineffectively in one hand. The man wore only pajama bottoms. Archive fished through his pockets and pulled out his wallet. His license identified him as John Andrews. “Don’t move, John, we’re going to get you out of here!” Archive shouted to Andrews in the rain. Hammer struggled with the car, but wasn’t able to get it out of the ditch off the side of the road. The mud was churning from the downpour. Jim-Bean stood in the middle of the road, surprised to see a pair of eyes staring back at him from Andrews’ car. It was a young boy, maybe ten years old. “How bad is he?” asked Hammer. “Bad,” said Archive. “We need to get him inside, fast.” “His car won’t start either,” said Jim-Bean, pointing to the distant lights of a roadside motel. “The closest shelter is there.” “Great,” said Hammer. “Archive, you take Andrews. Jim-Bean, you take the boy.” “You take him,” said Jim-Bean quickly. “I’ll carry our gear.” Hammer shrugged and led the boy out of the car. [/QUOTE]
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