Evil Wayne: Serials
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#51I raised my hands and glanced nervously at Becky. I hoped she didn't forget the plan I had outlined before. "It's okay, Buckeye24. It's me Becky. Codename, Red."Oh, how original, I thought. I looked back at her and she had a .44 aimed at my back. "What the...?" I said stupidly. "Shut up," she almost struck me with the pistol. "Did you really think I was going to fall for you? We all have orders if captured." This was not the plan. Buckeye, a short blonde that looked vaguely familiar spoke up. "Move Red and we'll ice him." There was a chorus of guns being cocked. "No," Becky said. "He knows the operation. Taya will want to talk to him." I definitely didn't like the way she said talk, considering that my last conversation with Taya was so thrilling... #52She took my backpack and all my possessions off, still brandishing the gun.I wondered where she had hidden it. I had no doubt it was loaded and that she wouldn't hesitate to kill me. "Move!" she said, pushing me forward. I followed two of the beauties with Becky. Six others and their guns behind me. We trekked through the forest-jungle and twice when I went to slap a mosquito, I heard guns being readied. We came into a clearing where a large pool of water was. Something darted back into the woods, probably a deer. We followed the water to a waterfall and the leader, a pretty brunette walked behind it. Becky pushed me with the gun in my back. "Come on, Go!" I followed under the water. There was a cave, deep and dark. It sure felt like I was walking into the abyss. #53The two women walked into the cave and I followed.Soon I lost sight of everything as it became totally black, but I could still feel the pistol in my back. So I quickly dismissed thoughts of turning and trying to escape. (After all, I guess this was where I was going anyway.) Soon, dim light began to filter through to my eyes and I took a look around, although it was pretty hard to actually notice, the entire cave was fake. The pseudo-cave ended in a large chamber with a pool in the center. In it were four 4S members wearing --well, nothing-- apparently washing a couple of radar dishes. I couldn't resist. "Well, at least you gals still hold onto those womanly duties, like washing the dishes."25 At this point Becky did pistol whip me and trust me, it hurt. Then they dragged me to Taya's office. Which looked exactly as I had remembered it two-thousand miles away. Obviously this woman was a perfectionist. Meaning she's very thorough. Which probably means it was going to be real trouble. #54Becky and the others brought me over to the bookcase, pulled out the book (probably something on the Spanish Inquisition, no doubt) opening a secret door to the Dentist-chair-from-Hell.They seated me and this time they did strap me down. They left. Becky took one last look back. She semi-smiled, but her eyes looked so sad. I couldn't tell if she was happy or upset. I was alone for about twenty minutes. I know because it takes me twenty-five minutes to usually escape from an ACME Dentist-chair-from-hell and I was almost out when Taya came in. She smiled that same cold, bitch smile she had given me back in Vermont. "Ah," she said, tightening the straps. "So good of you to come to us. Saves us a whole heap of trouble." "Really?" I said. "Then maybe you can help me out. I'm looking for a good Mexican restaurant. Know of any?" She just smiled. God, it was getting chilly in here. #55"Now, Wayne," she said, like we were old friends or something. "I could ask you to tell me all you know and whom you've told...""Whom I've told?" I asked. "Who uses words like whom anymore?" She smacked me. But I thought, Hadn't Becky told her we only told Captain Bob who was probably still sitting out there? But there was that period where she was drugged. Maybe i could...SHIT! The reason I thought this was that Taya had opened a large suitcase full of really nasty looking surgery instruments. "Yes," she said. "I could ask you what you know and whom you've told, but I know you wouldn't talk that easy. So you take a look at these toys," her fingers ran across her tools, like she was modeling them. "Because I'm going to use all of them. Then we'll see about talking. Okay?" SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! 24. Another bit of wild minutia that I can't seem to forget. She's actually named this because she's from Ohio. I have cousins there and this was some weird reference to them. I bet David is thrilled to see that. 25. More cringe-worthy remarks. Sigh... |
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