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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4719141" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>A Love in Need: Part 9 – Orgy of Evidence</strong></p><p></p><p>Hammer and Jim-Bean ran into the front office. </p><p></p><p>“OH, GOD, PLEASE NO!” shouted a man. ”I’ll give you money. As much as you want!”</p><p></p><p>There was the sound of a struggle, but it was distant. When Hammer pushed open the door to the back room, he caught sight of who was screaming.</p><p></p><p>It was a film playing on a video monitor. A man, Andrews, was begging a killer in a mask for his life.</p><p></p><p>A wall of monitors all displayed different angles of the motel rooms and grounds. Video cameras and equipment were piled all over the place. There were shelves of tapes lining the walls, each one hand-labeled: Steve and Sharon S., Glen and Flo D., John A.</p><p></p><p>“Damn,” said Hammer. “We were so worried about Jawolalski we never even considered Kraygen.”</p><p></p><p>“I think he’s working with the alien dogs,” said Jim-Bean. “They were doing some sort of surgery to the kid.”</p><p></p><p>“What kind of surgery?” Hammer knew better than to ask Jim-Bean how he knew.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t know. They took something nasty out of him and put it in Andrews. Whatever it was, it’s like BIOSAN-4 only worse. It was so powerful I got infected just getting inside Andrews’ head.”</p><p></p><p>Another shelf was stacked full of dusty watches, jewelry, toy dolls, truck stop souvenirs, a collection of rearview mirror crucifixes and rabbits feet, drivers licenses of various people ... all victims.</p><p></p><p>“Why do I get the feeling Kraygen’s not human?”</p><p></p><p>Something bumped beneath them. Jim-Bean and Hammer trained their Glocks on the floor as the mat shuddered.</p><p></p><p>Archive smashed open the trap door, Glock pointed upwards.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean rolled his eyes. “That’s a good way to get shot—“</p><p></p><p>A trashcan came hurling through the glass at the front of the office with Kraygen fast behind it.</p><p></p><p>Before Hammer could lift his pistol, Kraygen’s arms shot out. They wrapped out, long and rubbery, around Hammer and Jim-Bean’s throats. He lifted them off their feet …</p><p></p><p>Archive, now on his feet in the room, aimed his pistol carefully. “You don’t have enough arms to stop us all.”</p><p></p><p>“Protomatter …” gurgled Jim-Bean, “… Steward!”</p><p></p><p>“What?” asked Archive.</p><p></p><p>Another tentacle shot out from Kraygen’s torso towards Archive. He fired and the Elder Sign-inscribed bullet found its mark, piercing Kraygen’s large forehead. He collapsed, melting like the faux nurse Hope had before.</p><p></p><p>“Great,” said Hammer. “That confirms it. The Greys are using this place as some sort of experiment …”</p><p></p><p>“I thought the Greys and their alien dogs made BIOSAN to destroy protomatter?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean shrugged. “The protomatter we saw escaped from containers. I think they’re a servitor race that the Greys are trying to keep under control.”</p><p></p><p>He was cut off by the front desk phone ringing.</p><p> </p><p>Hammer and Jim-Bean exchanged glances. Hammer finally picked it up. </p><p></p><p>“We had it all wrapped up,” said the deeply masculine voice of a woman. “They took the poison out of David, and then put it into people nobody cared about. People without histories. Nobody important. Until you showed up. You just had to go snooping around. You just had to go poke your nose where it doesn’t belong. And now our little arrangement is over. Why don’t you come on over to Room 9? The doctor is in.”</p><p></p><p>“I think … that’s David’s mommy,” said Jim-Bean.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4719141, member: 3285"] [b]A Love in Need: Part 9 – Orgy of Evidence[/b] Hammer and Jim-Bean ran into the front office. “OH, GOD, PLEASE NO!” shouted a man. ”I’ll give you money. As much as you want!” There was the sound of a struggle, but it was distant. When Hammer pushed open the door to the back room, he caught sight of who was screaming. It was a film playing on a video monitor. A man, Andrews, was begging a killer in a mask for his life. A wall of monitors all displayed different angles of the motel rooms and grounds. Video cameras and equipment were piled all over the place. There were shelves of tapes lining the walls, each one hand-labeled: Steve and Sharon S., Glen and Flo D., John A. “Damn,” said Hammer. “We were so worried about Jawolalski we never even considered Kraygen.” “I think he’s working with the alien dogs,” said Jim-Bean. “They were doing some sort of surgery to the kid.” “What kind of surgery?” Hammer knew better than to ask Jim-Bean how he knew. “I don’t know. They took something nasty out of him and put it in Andrews. Whatever it was, it’s like BIOSAN-4 only worse. It was so powerful I got infected just getting inside Andrews’ head.” Another shelf was stacked full of dusty watches, jewelry, toy dolls, truck stop souvenirs, a collection of rearview mirror crucifixes and rabbits feet, drivers licenses of various people ... all victims. “Why do I get the feeling Kraygen’s not human?” Something bumped beneath them. Jim-Bean and Hammer trained their Glocks on the floor as the mat shuddered. Archive smashed open the trap door, Glock pointed upwards. Jim-Bean rolled his eyes. “That’s a good way to get shot—“ A trashcan came hurling through the glass at the front of the office with Kraygen fast behind it. Before Hammer could lift his pistol, Kraygen’s arms shot out. They wrapped out, long and rubbery, around Hammer and Jim-Bean’s throats. He lifted them off their feet … Archive, now on his feet in the room, aimed his pistol carefully. “You don’t have enough arms to stop us all.” “Protomatter …” gurgled Jim-Bean, “… Steward!” “What?” asked Archive. Another tentacle shot out from Kraygen’s torso towards Archive. He fired and the Elder Sign-inscribed bullet found its mark, piercing Kraygen’s large forehead. He collapsed, melting like the faux nurse Hope had before. “Great,” said Hammer. “That confirms it. The Greys are using this place as some sort of experiment …” “I thought the Greys and their alien dogs made BIOSAN to destroy protomatter?” asked Hammer. Jim-Bean shrugged. “The protomatter we saw escaped from containers. I think they’re a servitor race that the Greys are trying to keep under control.” He was cut off by the front desk phone ringing. Hammer and Jim-Bean exchanged glances. Hammer finally picked it up. “We had it all wrapped up,” said the deeply masculine voice of a woman. “They took the poison out of David, and then put it into people nobody cared about. People without histories. Nobody important. Until you showed up. You just had to go snooping around. You just had to go poke your nose where it doesn’t belong. And now our little arrangement is over. Why don’t you come on over to Room 9? The doctor is in.” “I think … that’s David’s mommy,” said Jim-Bean. [/QUOTE]
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