Skinners by Millard Adam

Author:Millard, Adam [Millard, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bizarro Pulp Press
Published: 2013-01-19T00:00:00+00:00

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The lab was on Franklin Avenue. From the outside it looked like apartments; the kind of place the government put poor people to forget about them. At the side of the building there was a large, white industrial gate with a No Entry sign hanging on it – the only suggestion that this was a place of work.

Sherman squeezed his way past the firemen and out of the truck, where he proceeded to unlock the gate with a set of keys chained to his belt. When the gate was unlocked, he motioned to Kyle to drive forward.

“Are we taking orders from this geek, now?” Luke muttered.

“He might be the only chance we have,” Kyle said.

“My mother always warned me about talking to men who wore purple,” said Joe.

“Well, we don’t really have much choice, do we?” Kyle replied, pulling the truck over to allow Sherman back in.

They drove down an incline, and before they knew it they were beneath the building. Several cars were parked in allocated spaces.

“People working overtime?” Kyle asked.

“Not likely,” Sherman said. “These cars are always down here; have been for years. They belong to people who’ve died while working for BioTex. It’s kind of like a homage to them to keep the cars around.”

“A fucking graveyard’s what it is,” Luke said. “I mean, who does that?”

Sherman directed Kyle through the underground maze of dead men’s cars. “This is it,” he said. Kyle pulled the truck over and they all climbed out.

“Don’t suppose there’s any food in there?” Joe asked, stretching like a cat recently roused from slumber. “Feels like days since I ate.”

“It’s been two hours,” Kyle said. “You’d make a shit Jew.”

“I could fucking eat a Jew,” Joe said. “Hey, Sherman, I don’t suppose you’re Jewish, are you?” He snapped his teeth together with a click; Sherman made a noise that sounded like a mouse being run over.

“Point the way, Sherman,” Kyle said. “We’ve got a city to save.”

The lab was lined with creatures in cages. In fact, you could have charged kids to come down and play with the animals, there were that many. Though parents might not be comfortable letting little Charlie play with a two-headed rat.

“This is not a nice place you’ve got here, Sherman,” Joe said. “No wonder you try to keep it top-secret.”

“Well, it has to be done, I’m afraid,” the purple-tied geek sighed. “If people knew we were here, there’d be protesters lining the streets, waving their anti-cruelty banners and chanting about how bugs are people, too.” He led them along a corridor, past a whole menagerie of mutant creatures. One cage seemed to be home to a giant maggot. The size of a corn-snake, but twice as thick, it looked like something Lorena Bobbitt could go to town on for days.

The door at the end of the corridor led to a smaller room, a room that Sherman announced as, “My office.”

“You k-keep the in-insecticide in y-your of-office?” Freddy said.

“Hey, you never know when there’s gonna be an outbreak.

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