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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4996137" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Landscrapes: Part 1 – Barking up the Wrong Tree</strong></p><p></p><p>The route to the farm was much easier to follow by day. The pavement turned to gravel in parts, and the road took the agents far from other farms.</p><p></p><p>Further down the road was the turnoff to the Finley farm, recognizable by a galvanized mailbox with RR#3, 237 painted on it. A graveled road led to the farm, sprawled across a narrow valley.</p><p></p><p>A long driveway led up to a gate and the farmyard. In the distant fields a solitary scarecrow stood sentinel. Around the yard were a farmhouse, barn, woodpile, equipment shed, chicken coop, garage, and a few small sheds. Out to the left of the yard was a greenhouse and attached to a wooden frame building, the laboratory. A fence surrounded the farm buildings and yard; to the outside of the perimeter fence was a fifteen-foot-wide band of scorched earth. Through a second gate a track led uphill from the farm to the forest which crowned the ridge beyond.</p><p></p><p>The agents stopped the car at the band of earth. Hammer got out to inspect it.</p><p></p><p>Next to the trees on the outskirts of the fields was a five-yards-broad band of earth that had been laid bare, burned, and flattened. </p><p></p><p>Hammer stuck one finger and the dirt and tasted it. "Lyme…some other defoliants. This patch of earth was chemically stripped."</p><p></p><p>"Finley trying to keep the woods out?" asked Jim-Bean, looking around at the scraggly oaks and junipers that led up to soaring sugar pines.</p><p></p><p>"Or keep something in." Hammer checked that both pistols were loaded. "Look at the gate."</p><p></p><p>The gate was off its hinges, lying by the side of the road, broken and bent. Glass twinkled around it in the dust. </p><p></p><p>"Someone rammed right through it on his way out," said Hammer. </p><p></p><p>The agents made their way into the yard. Wild swerve marks across the ground showed the starting point of the automobile's flight. </p><p></p><p>The buildings were shut and silent, darkened windows mute to what was seen through them. The yard contained a chicken coop, barn, equipment shed, and farmhouse. Other buildings facing onto the yard included an empty garage.</p><p></p><p>"You see that?" Jim-Bean pointed. There was an unusual shade of red in a fallow field uphill from the farm. </p><p></p><p>As the agents walked toward the forest, they came to the crimson splash, a tiny plant, bright-red like Fall maple, no more than a little shoot; it was growing out of the rib-cage of a decaying field mouse. </p><p></p><p>Hammer kneeled down to inspect the plant. "It has no roots in the earth; looks like flesh and innards are its sole nutrients."</p><p></p><p>That was just the start of it.</p><p></p><p>Hammer stood up to look around. They were on a lip of ground that sloped down a short way before rising again. </p><p></p><p>There were similar splashes of red everywhere. Some were shoots, some bushes, some were saplings, and there were even a couple of small blood-red trees where the swale deepened into a draw.</p><p></p><p>Each and every red plant sprung from the remains of an animal—mice, birds, rats, chickens, roosters, foxes, rabbits and pigs.</p><p></p><p>"Creepy." Jim-Bean held his cistron up and took a picture. SINNER flashed through all possible matches and found one: it was the strain of bizarre plant they had seen in Hellbend. "We've seen this before."</p><p></p><p>"But what's it doing out here?" asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>"Maybe it walked," said Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>"Or it was transplanted. I don't recall it growing out of corpses."</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean nodded. "Yeah, that's new. A Dawn Biozyme improvement?"</p><p></p><p>Hammer started walking towards the farmhouse. "Let's hope that's the only improvement."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4996137, member: 3285"] [b]Landscrapes: Part 1 – Barking up the Wrong Tree[/b] The route to the farm was much easier to follow by day. The pavement turned to gravel in parts, and the road took the agents far from other farms. Further down the road was the turnoff to the Finley farm, recognizable by a galvanized mailbox with RR#3, 237 painted on it. A graveled road led to the farm, sprawled across a narrow valley. A long driveway led up to a gate and the farmyard. In the distant fields a solitary scarecrow stood sentinel. Around the yard were a farmhouse, barn, woodpile, equipment shed, chicken coop, garage, and a few small sheds. Out to the left of the yard was a greenhouse and attached to a wooden frame building, the laboratory. A fence surrounded the farm buildings and yard; to the outside of the perimeter fence was a fifteen-foot-wide band of scorched earth. Through a second gate a track led uphill from the farm to the forest which crowned the ridge beyond. The agents stopped the car at the band of earth. Hammer got out to inspect it. Next to the trees on the outskirts of the fields was a five-yards-broad band of earth that had been laid bare, burned, and flattened. Hammer stuck one finger and the dirt and tasted it. "Lyme…some other defoliants. This patch of earth was chemically stripped." "Finley trying to keep the woods out?" asked Jim-Bean, looking around at the scraggly oaks and junipers that led up to soaring sugar pines. "Or keep something in." Hammer checked that both pistols were loaded. "Look at the gate." The gate was off its hinges, lying by the side of the road, broken and bent. Glass twinkled around it in the dust. "Someone rammed right through it on his way out," said Hammer. The agents made their way into the yard. Wild swerve marks across the ground showed the starting point of the automobile's flight. The buildings were shut and silent, darkened windows mute to what was seen through them. The yard contained a chicken coop, barn, equipment shed, and farmhouse. Other buildings facing onto the yard included an empty garage. "You see that?" Jim-Bean pointed. There was an unusual shade of red in a fallow field uphill from the farm. As the agents walked toward the forest, they came to the crimson splash, a tiny plant, bright-red like Fall maple, no more than a little shoot; it was growing out of the rib-cage of a decaying field mouse. Hammer kneeled down to inspect the plant. "It has no roots in the earth; looks like flesh and innards are its sole nutrients." That was just the start of it. Hammer stood up to look around. They were on a lip of ground that sloped down a short way before rising again. There were similar splashes of red everywhere. Some were shoots, some bushes, some were saplings, and there were even a couple of small blood-red trees where the swale deepened into a draw. Each and every red plant sprung from the remains of an animal—mice, birds, rats, chickens, roosters, foxes, rabbits and pigs. "Creepy." Jim-Bean held his cistron up and took a picture. SINNER flashed through all possible matches and found one: it was the strain of bizarre plant they had seen in Hellbend. "We've seen this before." "But what's it doing out here?" asked Hammer. "Maybe it walked," said Jim-Bean. "Or it was transplanted. I don't recall it growing out of corpses." Jim-Bean nodded. "Yeah, that's new. A Dawn Biozyme improvement?" Hammer started walking towards the farmhouse. "Let's hope that's the only improvement." [/QUOTE]
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