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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4712120" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>A Love in Need: Part 5 - What's in the Box?</strong></p><p></p><p>The box in the trunk smelled like some type of chemical. The sides were stained from the inside by some kind of bluish fluid. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean moved to pick it up when the box moved. Something was wetly flopping inside the box. </p><p></p><p>Exchanging a glance with Jim-Bean, Hammer slowly reached out to pick up the box up. It shuddered.</p><p></p><p>Hammer opened the door to the additional room he had rented from Kraygen. </p><p></p><p>“Hey!” shouted Jim-Bean to Kraygen, who was standing in the doorway to Dr. Kliss’ room. “You got a fish tank or something?”</p><p></p><p>“Sure,” said Kraygen. He jogged back to the office and returned with an algae-covered, dried out husk of a fish tank with smelly gravel. “Ain’t had fish in this for years.”</p><p></p><p>“Thanks.” He took it from Kraygen. </p><p></p><p>“So what’s in the—“</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean closed the door on him. He turned back to Hammer.</p><p></p><p>Hammer placed the box on the nightstand next to the bed. Jim-Bean placed the fish tank over the box.</p><p></p><p>“Ready?” asked Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>Hammer nodded. “Ready.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean focused and stretched one hand towards the box.</p><p></p><p>It slowly, carefully tore open, seemingly of its own accord. In the darkness, a single eye glittered from the feeble light provided by the single bulb above them.</p><p></p><p>The thing shuddered. Something wet and pink slithered inside. With a sudden jerk, it twitched its way out of the box.</p><p></p><p>What lay inside the fish tank was an absolute abomination against nature. The head was that of a German Shepherd, its right eye blasted away by a bullet wound. There was a wound in the skull which had exposed the brain tissue. The jaw bone was out shot out of its right hinge. Even so, its jaw muscles jerked spasmodically. The flesh of the bloodless stump was stained faintly blue, as was the exposed brain tissue. </p><p></p><p>“What. The f$%k. Is that?” asked Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>The single of the dog’s head rolled madly. It twitched its way to the side of the tank, the wet tongue leaving saliva stains as it slapped against the tank. </p><p></p><p>“Sapphire in action,” said Hammer. “If this ABC company is manufacturing this stuff …”</p><p></p><p>The door burst open. It was Tageret. “What is going on in here?”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean stood up abruptly, positioning himself between the tank and the cop. “Nothing. I thought I told you to watch Jawolalski?”</p><p></p><p>“I was! He was talking about something about a dog’s head? Said you guys tortured him?”</p><p></p><p>“You left the prisoner alone?” growled Hammer. He stalked out the door past Tageret and into the holding room.</p><p></p><p>The room was dark and empty. The bed had been torn away from the floor. The rear window was open. </p><p></p><p>“Damn it!” shouted Hammer. </p><p></p><p>Tageret skidded behind them. “He can’t get far,” said Tageret. “Not in this.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean came out. “Kraygen! Get over here!”</p><p></p><p>Kraygen came back from the other room. “What’s up?”</p><p></p><p>“You got any weapons?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>Kraygen looked from Hammer to Tageret nervously. “I … uh …”</p><p></p><p>“We’re not going to arrest you, Kraygen. We’ve got an emergency; our prisoner escaped and we’re going to need every man available. If you’ve got weapons, we could use your help finding Jawolalski.”</p><p></p><p>Kraygen seemed relieved. “Sure. Follow me.” </p><p></p><p>He led them to the main office. “I got two old pistols that hang over the mantle here,” he said, reaching up behind an overhang. “You wouldn’t think they work but I keep ‘em in good condition.” Kraygen’s expression changed as he pulled one of the long pistols down. “That’s strange.”</p><p></p><p>“What?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>“One of the pistol’s missing.”</p><p></p><p>“$#!T!” snarled Hammer. “How about ammo?”</p><p></p><p>“Oh I keep it in a drawer over …” Kraygen looked over the counter. “It’s all over the floor.”</p><p></p><p>“All right, our target is now armed,” announced Hammer. “But he’s wounded. He won’t get very far. Kraygen, any place you think Jawolalski could hide?”</p><p></p><p>Kraygen pondered. “Well there’s the repair shack out back …”</p><p></p><p>Hammer nodded. “Load that pistol, you’re coming with me. Jim-Bean, Tageret, you two go around the other side. We’ll check room by room and meet at the shack.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4712120, member: 3285"] [b]A Love in Need: Part 5 - What's in the Box?[/b] The box in the trunk smelled like some type of chemical. The sides were stained from the inside by some kind of bluish fluid. Jim-Bean moved to pick it up when the box moved. Something was wetly flopping inside the box. Exchanging a glance with Jim-Bean, Hammer slowly reached out to pick up the box up. It shuddered. Hammer opened the door to the additional room he had rented from Kraygen. “Hey!” shouted Jim-Bean to Kraygen, who was standing in the doorway to Dr. Kliss’ room. “You got a fish tank or something?” “Sure,” said Kraygen. He jogged back to the office and returned with an algae-covered, dried out husk of a fish tank with smelly gravel. “Ain’t had fish in this for years.” “Thanks.” He took it from Kraygen. “So what’s in the—“ Jim-Bean closed the door on him. He turned back to Hammer. Hammer placed the box on the nightstand next to the bed. Jim-Bean placed the fish tank over the box. “Ready?” asked Jim-Bean. Hammer nodded. “Ready.” Jim-Bean focused and stretched one hand towards the box. It slowly, carefully tore open, seemingly of its own accord. In the darkness, a single eye glittered from the feeble light provided by the single bulb above them. The thing shuddered. Something wet and pink slithered inside. With a sudden jerk, it twitched its way out of the box. What lay inside the fish tank was an absolute abomination against nature. The head was that of a German Shepherd, its right eye blasted away by a bullet wound. There was a wound in the skull which had exposed the brain tissue. The jaw bone was out shot out of its right hinge. Even so, its jaw muscles jerked spasmodically. The flesh of the bloodless stump was stained faintly blue, as was the exposed brain tissue. “What. The f$%k. Is that?” asked Jim-Bean. The single of the dog’s head rolled madly. It twitched its way to the side of the tank, the wet tongue leaving saliva stains as it slapped against the tank. “Sapphire in action,” said Hammer. “If this ABC company is manufacturing this stuff …” The door burst open. It was Tageret. “What is going on in here?” Jim-Bean stood up abruptly, positioning himself between the tank and the cop. “Nothing. I thought I told you to watch Jawolalski?” “I was! He was talking about something about a dog’s head? Said you guys tortured him?” “You left the prisoner alone?” growled Hammer. He stalked out the door past Tageret and into the holding room. The room was dark and empty. The bed had been torn away from the floor. The rear window was open. “Damn it!” shouted Hammer. Tageret skidded behind them. “He can’t get far,” said Tageret. “Not in this.” Jim-Bean came out. “Kraygen! Get over here!” Kraygen came back from the other room. “What’s up?” “You got any weapons?” asked Hammer. Kraygen looked from Hammer to Tageret nervously. “I … uh …” “We’re not going to arrest you, Kraygen. We’ve got an emergency; our prisoner escaped and we’re going to need every man available. If you’ve got weapons, we could use your help finding Jawolalski.” Kraygen seemed relieved. “Sure. Follow me.” He led them to the main office. “I got two old pistols that hang over the mantle here,” he said, reaching up behind an overhang. “You wouldn’t think they work but I keep ‘em in good condition.” Kraygen’s expression changed as he pulled one of the long pistols down. “That’s strange.” “What?” asked Hammer. “One of the pistol’s missing.” “$#!T!” snarled Hammer. “How about ammo?” “Oh I keep it in a drawer over …” Kraygen looked over the counter. “It’s all over the floor.” “All right, our target is now armed,” announced Hammer. “But he’s wounded. He won’t get very far. Kraygen, any place you think Jawolalski could hide?” Kraygen pondered. “Well there’s the repair shack out back …” Hammer nodded. “Load that pistol, you’re coming with me. Jim-Bean, Tageret, you two go around the other side. We’ll check room by room and meet at the shack.” [/QUOTE]
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