Netherstream - Episode 1: Jane Doe by Gordon S.E

Author:Gordon, S.E. [Gordon, S.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: humor, horror, zombie, adventure, Zombies, action, walking dead, comedy
Publisher: S.E. Gordon
Published: 2012-11-13T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4: Venture

“Find her!” Leon barked at his men. “She’s still here, right under our nose.”

Though the alcohol still flowed freely, the soldiers’ laughs and taunts came to an abrupt stop. The general was pissed, and if they didn’t locate me soon, there would be hell to pay.

I could hear the men pass by, checking every inch of the gift shop. Although wet, the store was clean, and it wasn’t obvious where I’d wandered off to. Leon’s men double-checked the windows, but only one had been smashed through. It was as if I had disappeared.

“Search again!” The old man yelled, but with all the drinks in them, the soldiers clearly weren’t up to the task.

Never in a thousand years would his brutish men discover the secret exit out of the gift shop. I couldn’t take credit for it, though. If it weren’t for Twiggy, I wouldn’t have known it myself.

Although it cost a fortune, I bought all of my cigarettes at the gift shop while on duty. As it turned out, it was a worthwhile investment.

“Wanna see a neat trick?” he giggled one day, stoned out of his mind. He’d just sold me a pack of Marlboros with his employee discount, and was desperate to get in my pants.

“As long as it doesn’t involve removing your clothes,” I replied.

“Oh, you’re gonna love this.” He could hardly contain himself. There was no telling how many illegal substances were in him, and although management knew that he sucked at his job, he was personable, and customers kept coming back in droves just to see the walking erection. “All right, now stand over there, like you’re just walking in.”

“What?” I angled my head.

“Come on, girl. You go, girl.” He pointed and grinded his hips.

“Like this?” I retraced my steps, and then walked back in the store as if I’d never been there.

“Why, hello miss.” A surprised look crossed Twiggy’s bugged-out face. “Did you know that we now carry Cinnabon-scented perfume?”

“Huh?”

“No, seriously. Let me get you a sample.” He stepped behind a display as if he were walking down stairs.

Instantly I thought back to Austin Powers, to which he bore a strong resemblance. “Very funny, but I’ve seen that trick before.” I tucked my cigarettes in my purse and waited. “You can come out now.” I tapped my foot.

The gift shop was oddly quiet.

“Benjamin?” I said, knowing how much he hated to be called by his first name. I stepped around the display, but he was gone. “No way,” I gasped, wondering if I was the one who was tripping. Although the gift shop was fully lit and I had the benefit of knowing where he was last, I couldn’t find the little booger.

“Benjamin, are you still there?” I said aloud as two customers walked into the shop. They smirked as if I were going mad, and walked over to the magazine rack. I crossed my arms and waited. This was getting embarrassing. Another came. Then another. Shit, I only had a few minutes left of my break.

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