talien
Community Supporter
Lethal Legacy: Part 7 – Mexican Standoff
Hammer jogged into the room with his pistol at the ready. Everyone but Blade was present.
“What the hell?” shouted Randy. He grabbed the shotgun and aimed it at Hammer’s head. “You mind telling me just what the HELL you’re doing?”
There was a click. “I’d put the gun down if I were you.” Jim-Bean had his SIG-Sauer aimed at Randy’s head.
“Why don’t you put your weapon down first, then we’ll talk. “Mary had an automatic pistol aimed at Jim-Bean.
Guppy crawled under the table.
Archive put up his hands. “Now everybody just calm down.”
“Calm down?” Randy took a menacing step forward. “You want ME to CALM down? Why don’t you tell old Randy what the HELL that THING was outside, huh?”
Belinda, Randy’s eldest daughter, hair short and lower lip pierced, skidded into the room with an M-16 semiautomatic rifle.
“WHAT THE F**K IS GOING ON?!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Look,” said Hammer. “We’re part of the Counter-Intelligence Field Agency. I’m going to reach into my pocket slowly and show you my badge. Okay?”
Randy gestured at Hammer’s pocket with the shotgun to confirm his assent.
Hammer tossed his ID on the table.
“We have reason to believe that Douglas Drebber summoned…something. And that he was doing it to eliminate you.”
Belinda lowered the rifle. “So that’s what that message was?”
After Randy lowered the shotgun, everyone lowered their weapons. “What message?” asked Randy.
Belinda pointed at the answering machine. “Here.” A red light was flashing on it. She pressed a button.
“Mary? Mary, are you there! This is Douglas. I’ve done something…something terrible. I was so angry, so mad at you and Randy and your success. When the dream told me to do it, I followed orders. You have to understand that that’s how it works!” Drebber sobbed on the line. “But it…killed my landlady…ripped her apart. I tried to tell it to stop, but it ignored me. I’m going to try to get there as quickly as I can. I think I can stop it. But you’ve got to get the hell out of there. Do you understand? You’ve got to get out of there as soon as you can. Take the kids and run, Mary, RUN BEFORE—“
The recording beeped. Drebber had hit the limit of the voicemail system.
Everyone looked at each other in silence.
“What do we have to do?” asked Randy.
“First, we need to board up all these windows and get out of this room.”
“Right.” Randy addressed Mary. “Mary, get the kids. Everyone arm up. I want a headcount in the kitchen in five minutes.”
Mary nodded and ushered Belinda out of the room.
Blade came back in. “Thanks,” he said to Hammer.
“Help me with this table,” grunted Hammer. The big Native American easily hefted it. They placed it against the window.
Guppy stood up, his hiding place no longer valid. “So what should I do?”
“Try and stay out of the way Guppy.”
“I will…” Guppy’s eyes became unfocused. He was sweating. “Is it hot in here or just me?”
“You’re not going to faint, are you?” Jim-Bean said in distaste.
“No, it’s just…I feel really warm…” Guppy looked around. “There!” He pointed out the window. Two glowing eyes pierced the whiteness.
Then Guppy’s hair caught on fire.
Hammer jogged into the room with his pistol at the ready. Everyone but Blade was present.
“What the hell?” shouted Randy. He grabbed the shotgun and aimed it at Hammer’s head. “You mind telling me just what the HELL you’re doing?”
There was a click. “I’d put the gun down if I were you.” Jim-Bean had his SIG-Sauer aimed at Randy’s head.
“Why don’t you put your weapon down first, then we’ll talk. “Mary had an automatic pistol aimed at Jim-Bean.
Guppy crawled under the table.
Archive put up his hands. “Now everybody just calm down.”
“Calm down?” Randy took a menacing step forward. “You want ME to CALM down? Why don’t you tell old Randy what the HELL that THING was outside, huh?”
Belinda, Randy’s eldest daughter, hair short and lower lip pierced, skidded into the room with an M-16 semiautomatic rifle.
“WHAT THE F**K IS GOING ON?!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Look,” said Hammer. “We’re part of the Counter-Intelligence Field Agency. I’m going to reach into my pocket slowly and show you my badge. Okay?”
Randy gestured at Hammer’s pocket with the shotgun to confirm his assent.
Hammer tossed his ID on the table.
“We have reason to believe that Douglas Drebber summoned…something. And that he was doing it to eliminate you.”
Belinda lowered the rifle. “So that’s what that message was?”
After Randy lowered the shotgun, everyone lowered their weapons. “What message?” asked Randy.
Belinda pointed at the answering machine. “Here.” A red light was flashing on it. She pressed a button.
“Mary? Mary, are you there! This is Douglas. I’ve done something…something terrible. I was so angry, so mad at you and Randy and your success. When the dream told me to do it, I followed orders. You have to understand that that’s how it works!” Drebber sobbed on the line. “But it…killed my landlady…ripped her apart. I tried to tell it to stop, but it ignored me. I’m going to try to get there as quickly as I can. I think I can stop it. But you’ve got to get the hell out of there. Do you understand? You’ve got to get out of there as soon as you can. Take the kids and run, Mary, RUN BEFORE—“
The recording beeped. Drebber had hit the limit of the voicemail system.
Everyone looked at each other in silence.
“What do we have to do?” asked Randy.
“First, we need to board up all these windows and get out of this room.”
“Right.” Randy addressed Mary. “Mary, get the kids. Everyone arm up. I want a headcount in the kitchen in five minutes.”
Mary nodded and ushered Belinda out of the room.
Blade came back in. “Thanks,” he said to Hammer.
“Help me with this table,” grunted Hammer. The big Native American easily hefted it. They placed it against the window.
Guppy stood up, his hiding place no longer valid. “So what should I do?”
“Try and stay out of the way Guppy.”
“I will…” Guppy’s eyes became unfocused. He was sweating. “Is it hot in here or just me?”
“You’re not going to faint, are you?” Jim-Bean said in distaste.
“No, it’s just…I feel really warm…” Guppy looked around. “There!” He pointed out the window. Two glowing eyes pierced the whiteness.
Then Guppy’s hair caught on fire.