Screaming to Get Out & Other Wailings of the Damned by J. F. Gonzalez

Author:J. F. Gonzalez [Gonzalez, J. F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Midnight Library
Published: 2014-04-08T00:00:00+00:00

Author Involved in minor skirmish

Kansas City: Horror Author and one of the heroes of the Clickers invasion, Rick Sycheck, was involved in a minor scuffle with several fans at the World Horror Convention on Saturday.

Mr. Sycheck was Guest of Honor at the convention, which was being held at the Kansas City Marriot in downtown. According to police, Mr. Sychek left the convention immediately after the scuffle. No arrests were reported.

Rick read the article again. There was no mention of Lance, Tracy, or Don. No mention of the baby Clicker. Rick frowned.

So what happened to it?

Rick turned the possibilities over in his mind throughout the long flight to Las Vegas. He couldn’t sleep. He sipped bourbon as he slouched down in his first class seat, chasing the scenarios in his mind. As far as he knew, it wasn’t illegal for private citizens to keep Clickers; as of six months ago, they’d been exterminated. Lance Burke and his friends had probably been detained by the government. The baby Clicker might even be in some government lab by now. Surely they wouldn’t let Lance, Tracy, and Don go away scott free.

When the plane touched down in Las Vegas, Rick disembarked with the rest of the passengers and was met by another pair of dark-suited government agents. They escorted him to baggage claim, waited while he collected his things, then drove him to one of the nicer hotels and casinos on the strip. Rick checked in and was happy to see that his room was a double suite.

He almost didn’t notice the DVD sitting near the large flat screen television.

There was a note affixed to the front of the plain wrapped DVD. Play me.

With rising trepidation, Rick slipped the DVD into the player that was set near the flat screen TV. He turned the flatscreen on and settled back on the king-sized bed to watch.

The screen grew fuzzy, then focused on a large room that was bare.

The baby Clicker was busily picking scraps of what looked like raw congealed hamburger off the gravel floor in its claws and stuffing them into its beaked mouth. Its stinger arched over its back. The ground was stained with large spots, as if something had congealed and settled. Rick watched, curious, as the thing continued to feed. “Why the hell did you film this thing eating hamburger?” he asked aloud.

The Clicker finished the last of its meal and paused. It began clicking its claws together again, waving them in the air as if it were demanding more. A voice spoke from off stage. “That’s the last of it.” Rick didn’t recognize the voice, but it was male, a deep, rich baritone. It spoke again, this time seemingly directed at Rick. “And that was the last of them. All has been taken care of. They won’t be missed.”

Rick stared at the screen, mouth agape in shock.

“And now we can eradicate the last Clicker on US soil. Thank you for serving your country, Mr. Sychek.” The barrel of an automatic weapon emerged in frame.

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