MOM by Collin Piprell

Author:Collin Piprell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Common Deer Press
Published: 2017-04-04T16:00:00+00:00

Elsewhere

Vector established. Locking.

Briansday

“There you go, my boy. How do you feel now?”

Cisco doesn't feel good. For one thing, he's unable to move. An ugly sense of entrapment threatens oblivion; he's on the verge of slipping away from himself.

“Here we are, then. A truly wet maximondo meeting.” Brian sputters with dirty hilarity. “Come give old Brian a big kiss.”

With that, Cisco does lose himself. After a while, a moment, or an eternity, he's back, flooded with adrenaline and rage.

“A little pissed off, are we?” Brian is beaming. “Yessirree. I bet there's unfinished business with me you'd like to take care of.

“But who exactly do we have here? Eh?” Brian has the rabbit wheel him closer so he can peer into Cisco's eyes, only one of which, Cisco discovers, he is able to shut. “Yoohoo.” He taps Cisco on the forehead with the knob of his walking stick. “Anybody home?”

Cisco gets his breathing under control, and the flames of anger recede. He's finding the distance. Calming himself. Now he's back. Still groggy, disoriented, but he pretends to have less of this than he feels. And right from the outset he's been mapping his surrounds, cataloging potential resources. It's a short list.

Brian looks delighted. “This is what we're after. Check out those eyes. If looks could kill, eh? Oh, yes. You'll do nicely…once we're ready.”

Cisco tries to listen, though what he hears makes little sense. He reviews the situation, but he can see no way whatsoever to take control. Except this: to observe and to interpret whatever he sees, no matter how circumscribed and dim this world in which he finds himself, as carefully as he can, and report it back to the Lode. Go for the chance that someone, somewhere, will somehow access the Lode with the right questions. And that they will first, recognize Cisco's predicament; second, give a damn; and third, be able to help him. A snowball's chance in hell, as Leary would say. But what else can he do? He has no real idea why he's here. He doesn't even know for sure whether this is where he's supposed to be.

“Right now, though, you can't so much as budge, can you?” Brian's gurgling chuckle hints at respiratory problems. Unbidden, Cisco's HIID supplies

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