Nap Time

Clark from The Wakefield Doctrine and I have just finished our crossover serial ‘…of Heroes and the Misunderstood’. I don’t know about Clark, but I had many drafts prepared that didn’t quite make it to the finished story. Here is an outtake from early on in the story… (obviously, the tale will feature some characters from Clark’s universe)

The woman watched in disbelief as a thick black gloopy substance appeared around the tip of the barrel of her rifle and began to travel along it towards her, causing the metal to decay and crumble in front of her eyes as it did so.

‘I’ll ask you again,’ the intruder said to her, his voice giving off an overconfident calm tone, ‘where is Rue DeNite?’

‘She’s long gone,’ the woman stuttered as she dropped what remained of her gun, ‘she left with her fella three weeks ago… don’t know where… she asked me to look after the place until she comes back.’

‘Give me her phone number,’ Moonbeam demanded, his voice now conveying an urgent, desperate tone, ‘and I’ll let you sleep peacefully.’

Moonbeam grabbed hold of the woman’s wrist, and she looked on in horror as she saw the black substance start to lift out of his hand; she reeled off a telephone number before slumping to the floor as she fell into a deep sleep.

‘Did you get that, Bubblegum,’ Moonbeam asked as he pressed his earpiece again, receiving a tinny confirmation in reply, ‘get Matthew to run it through the tracer, this mission doesn’t seem as though it’ll be as easy as first thought.’