"I have a job for you, Draculina. It's a challenge for an average person, but we know you're way more than average." Disturbed Dan rolled his cigar over in his flabby lips. His hairy arms rested on his cluttered desk in the basement of an old skyscraper.
Draculina ran her tongue over her sharp teeth and moved her glazed stare to Dan's face. "I'm listening," she hissed.
"I know you like a challenge. You're not one to give in to complacency, so I've got something new for you. If you succeed, you'll be rich. I'm talking buy-your-own-palace rich." Dan held his spit-soaked cigar between his fingers and waved it for emphasis as he spoke. "But, if you fail, you'll open me and yourself up for a big scandal and lots of prison time."
Draculina didn't look bothered by the threat of jail time. Jail time wasn't new to her. "So, what is this job? You ever gonna tell me or you gonna keep setting the mood. Apparently, I have a palace to shop for."
"I'm glad you're so confident, but you better be careful. You don't want to start a feud with me."
"Have I ever let you down before?" Draculina tapped her foot impatiently.
"No, and that's why I'm gonna make you this offer. I know I can count on you to get the job done." Disturbed Dan cleared his throat. "I got a request from one of my loyal customers who needs a service and is willing to pay dearly for it. You know my philosophy is to do whatever it takes to keep loyal customers happy."
"Not to mention earn huge amounts of money," Draculina added. "If I'm making enough to buy a palace, you must be making enough to buy a small country."
"He, he," Dan chuckled and his double chin jiggled. "You know me pretty well, don't you?"
"So what service does this customer need?"
"He needs a new kidney for his dying kid. The donor list is too long. The kid will die before a kidney is available for him, so he wants us to get him one."
Draculina squinted at him suspiciously, "For real?"
"I wouldn't waste my time for a joke." Dan was annoyed at being questioned. "Do you want the job or not?"
"Does it have to be kid-sized or can I grab any kidney?" Draculina stood up and reached for the door handle.
"Do I look like a doctor?" Disturbed Dan got up and picked something up off the floor. "Here, take this to put it in." He held out what looked like a small cooler.
"Fine," Draculina took the cooler. "I'll just grab a few different ones and they can use what they want."
"I don't need the details, just the goods," Dan returned to his desk.
"You gonna be here in the morning?" Draculina stood with the door open, eager to get to work.
"I'll be here around 10 tomorrow morning," Dan looked up at her, "you think you'll have the goods that fast?"
"No problem." Draculina flipped her long black hair over her shoulder. "Go crawl into bed and I'll have a good collection in the morning." As she closed the door Dan yelled, "Don't forget to put some ice in the cooler!"
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Monday, November 6, 2017
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
Tension in Suburbia
"What's that noise?" Jerry asked Leeanne, "I'm trying to finish this report for work tomorrow and it's distracting me."
"I don't hear any noise," Leeanne was loading the dishwasher for the night after enjoying her meatloaf for dinner.
"It sounds like a muffled thumping down in the basement. I hope the water heater isn't breaking down again. That's all we need."
"Me too." Leeanne turned on the radio, "This will drown it out."
"That's even more distracting!" Jerry exclaimed.
"Sorry," Leeanne turned it off. "I'll go downstairs and try to hear the noise so I can make it stop. You're so grumpy today. You hardly ate any meatloaf after I slaved over it. I worked all day today too, you know."
"I'm trying to finish this damned report, Leeanne," Jerry raised his voice, "my bonus depends on it. You want me to get the bonus, don't you?" He looked back at his laptop and his report.
"Yes, Jerry," Leeanne sighed, "I do, but it's not like we're going to die if you don't get it. My bonus will cover our vacation."
"We might die if I get fired and we starve to death!"
Leeanne responded by slamming the door as she descended into the basement.
"Probably some animal trapped down there," Jerry muttered to himself. His heart was already beating hard from the stress of getting the report written when he heard Leeanne scream. He jumped up from his chair, snatched up a flashlight from the top of the fridge and ran down the basement stairs calling to Leeanne.
In his haste Jerry tripped and fell over a tray that they had brought home from the church plant sale containing flats of pansies.
"Damn it!" Jerry rubbed his knee as he got back to his feet, "that's par for the course."
He followed Leeanne's scream to the rarely entered storage room beyond the laundry room.
"What the?" Jerry dropped the flashlight when he entered the room to find an old wooden coffin in the middle of the room and Leeanne, pale and distraught, cowering in the corner amongst old paint cans and wood scraps.
The thumping noise was louder and obviously coming from inside the coffin. "Where did that come from?" Jerry looked at Leeanne for a response, but she only stared in shock.
Jerry moved closer to the thumping coffin and noticed a metal latch, fastened on the outside. Something was trapped inside the coffin. He unlatched the coffin, allowing whatever, or whoever, was inside to push the lid open. Leeanne was now on her feet gripping Jerry's arm as they both stared in shock as Leeanne's younger brother Lester rose from the coffin. They hadn't seen him since he went away to medical school in the fall. They weren't concerned about not hearing from him, since they knew he'd be extremely busy.
Now he wore a maniacal grin and a wilted orchid on his shirt as he came toward them with his arms reaching out for them and his sharp vampire teeth gleaming in the dim basement light.
Jerry and Leeanne were both screaming as they bolted from the room and ran up the stairs and out of the house leaving Lester free to continue his reign of terror.
"I don't hear any noise," Leeanne was loading the dishwasher for the night after enjoying her meatloaf for dinner.
"It sounds like a muffled thumping down in the basement. I hope the water heater isn't breaking down again. That's all we need."
"Me too." Leeanne turned on the radio, "This will drown it out."
"That's even more distracting!" Jerry exclaimed.
"Sorry," Leeanne turned it off. "I'll go downstairs and try to hear the noise so I can make it stop. You're so grumpy today. You hardly ate any meatloaf after I slaved over it. I worked all day today too, you know."
"I'm trying to finish this damned report, Leeanne," Jerry raised his voice, "my bonus depends on it. You want me to get the bonus, don't you?" He looked back at his laptop and his report.
"Yes, Jerry," Leeanne sighed, "I do, but it's not like we're going to die if you don't get it. My bonus will cover our vacation."
"We might die if I get fired and we starve to death!"
Leeanne responded by slamming the door as she descended into the basement.
"Probably some animal trapped down there," Jerry muttered to himself. His heart was already beating hard from the stress of getting the report written when he heard Leeanne scream. He jumped up from his chair, snatched up a flashlight from the top of the fridge and ran down the basement stairs calling to Leeanne.
In his haste Jerry tripped and fell over a tray that they had brought home from the church plant sale containing flats of pansies.
"Damn it!" Jerry rubbed his knee as he got back to his feet, "that's par for the course."
He followed Leeanne's scream to the rarely entered storage room beyond the laundry room.
"What the?" Jerry dropped the flashlight when he entered the room to find an old wooden coffin in the middle of the room and Leeanne, pale and distraught, cowering in the corner amongst old paint cans and wood scraps.
The thumping noise was louder and obviously coming from inside the coffin. "Where did that come from?" Jerry looked at Leeanne for a response, but she only stared in shock.
Jerry moved closer to the thumping coffin and noticed a metal latch, fastened on the outside. Something was trapped inside the coffin. He unlatched the coffin, allowing whatever, or whoever, was inside to push the lid open. Leeanne was now on her feet gripping Jerry's arm as they both stared in shock as Leeanne's younger brother Lester rose from the coffin. They hadn't seen him since he went away to medical school in the fall. They weren't concerned about not hearing from him, since they knew he'd be extremely busy.
Now he wore a maniacal grin and a wilted orchid on his shirt as he came toward them with his arms reaching out for them and his sharp vampire teeth gleaming in the dim basement light.
Jerry and Leeanne were both screaming as they bolted from the room and ran up the stairs and out of the house leaving Lester free to continue his reign of terror.
Monday, March 6, 2017
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