by Knight Errant » Fri Aug 09, 2013 5:30 pm
Stuff in hand... Jason tromps with the others back to their car... loading it up as fast as he can. "Remember, if anyone asks... we stayed over my house tonight, drank energy drinks, and stayed up all night playing Space Amazon Simulator V." He says, leaping into the drivers seat.
Behind them... if they look close... they might glimpse the helicopter. Painted pure black, with no labels on it at all. A blinding spotlight turns on... sweeping over what is probably the crashsight... far behind them in the woods.
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
Click the eggs... feed the dragons.