( Kaylee Frye )

( Old Fart )

She was hovering over me. The love of my life, Beverly.

Her smile retrieved my spirit from the pain that was all that had filled my body before that.

Then there was a light. (Anything starting to sound familiar?) She had moved her head and I saw the brilliant light again.

Why was she wearing that nurse’s cap? I had never seen her in one. No, that ( Read more... )

Normally total darkness is a comfort to me. Once when I was a child I was in a cave-in. Surprisingly, for the first half hour or so it was amazingly serene. It was like being comfortably asleep, without the possibility of nightmare.

After a while I began to worry about ever getting out. Then it wasn’t as nice. For the rest of my life, I rarely got ( Read more... )

There was no time to duck, nor for any of my comrades to react at all.

Suddenly I was bathed in 896 water pistols’ expulsion.

The laughter was a roar.

“Our way of announting of our new leader with our own ‘Holy Water!’” Coggen announced, followed by two things. First pictures from the railroad station of Simonson and I standing with our joined hands ( Read more... )

“We locked ourself inside ( Read more... )

“Everyone knows that the clowns aren't happy
And everyone knows that the people don't care
I wish I could laugh at the way that they're acting
But I'm so sick, I just don't dare to”

-Sung by Don McLean

(“The Circus Song”)

We got the crime scene boys and other random police back to the bomb sight. It was pretty cut and dry.

The bomber was named Otto ( Read more... )

It was nicely, unusually usual that no one was standing waiting to kill me as we got off the train. It had been so long since that had happened, but we weren’t about to take it for granted.

They could be waiting at our offices. Or might there be a troop of murderous clowns outside the arena?

Our ride was parked in the long term lot by Driscoll, so ( Read more... )

We all snuck a look as the party exited and passed Coggen and his people on the platform, who then left without a word.

They didn’t seem angry or suspicious, but they lived to conspire, so there were no locks on what they were really feeling.

There was a knock on the door.

We found Driscoll on the other side. He entered and looked a bit shook up.

“ ( Read more... )

( Matt Savage )