Pat snuffed her half smoked cigarette out in the overfull ashtray on the dining table. She took another sip of her coffee that had gone cold by now,
and pulled the curtains back to take another peek at whatever it it
was outside their trailer.
"Yep, I see it! Benny do you see it now?" Pat turns towards Benny, smacking her bubble gum and wearing that god awful pink nightgown again. Benny
takes note of the vein in Pat's forehead. It's throbbing, again. Never a good sign.
Pat slaps the back of Benny's head, hoping to knock some sense in to the old man. How could he not see that thing right outside their trailer? She
just knows the man is going senile.
Benny pulls the curtains back, they're pink of course, and takes a peek in to the yard. Benny sees some movement behind the azalea shrubs, right
behind the little picket fence! Whatever this thing
is, Benny knows who
"I can smell em too, can't you smell
It? It kinda of smells like that funk from your socks, Benny! Whatever it is, that is right outside of our trailer and it can see us better with the
lights on, so I'm turning em off, got a problem with that Benny?"
Benny shook his head, what other choice did the man have. Benny knows it makes his life a whole lot easier just to agree with Pat. She had saved him
after all, a few times and he'd probably be dead without her. Benny does love her for that, in a weird sorta way. If Pat hadn't found him that
day...Benny shudders "I ain't even gonna think on that" Benny mumbles.
Luckily they've been preparing for a situation just like this. They have a plan for almost every possible scenario, visits from The Men in Black,
attempted Alien Abductions, Vampires, Zombies, Demons and all the other supernatural creatures that haunt people like Benny, people with...
"Benny, are you gonna just sit there! Go grab our gear, and be quick about it. It's still out there, whatever the hell it is." Pat knows she can be
hard on the old man but her harsh words are all said outa love.
Someone or something
was just outside their trailer, actually it sounded more like several of them but Benny will let Pat figure that out.
Benny just shrugs and reminds himself that she's in charge, she's the one...
The gear was at the back of the trailer, tucked in a tiny bedroom closet. Benny grabbed both packs and a flashlight then runs back to rejoin Pat.
Benny picked up his pace, he has got to get to Pat, he'd be lost without her. If anything was to happen to her, then they
Even in the dim light, Benny could see Pat's face was pale white and the woman was frozen in fear, another bad sign. Pat lifted her finger to her
mouth signaling Benny to stay the hell quiet.
Benny throws Pat her protective headgear then quickly puts on his. He had made it for her himself, Benny took pride in the intricate folding and
details of her tinfoil hat.
The doorbell rings, over and over and over. It's making Benny's head spin, they
don't usually knock on doors, ringing the doorbell didn't
make any sense.
Benny looks over to Pat who had a shotgun resting against her shoulder, looks like the one from under the couch, wait no..that's the one from under
Benny's recliner. Damn she's quick, Benny had never even seen the woman move.
Pat was ready to defend Benny, to protect him from them
, the ones that put the chip in his brain and the supernatural creatures that come to
torment the poor old man. Pat had done years of research and dedicated her life to the cause, saving and protecting the survivors of Project
Of corse Pat had always known there are supernatural creatures that live amongst humans and roam the earth. Humans have been protected by a magical
veil for almost the last 100 years, ever since The Accords
. A treaty signed between the world government leaders and the leaders of the
supernatural community, vampires, ghosts, demons, zombies, aliens, almost
every supernatural creature had taken part. The Accords
created peace between the humans and supernaturals through Project Eve.
What the evil Project Eve
does is implant chips in to the brains of human subjects. This allows the supernaturals to find and locate those
humans chipped by Project Eve
, Pat shivers at the thought of the wicked governments that allow supernaturals to kill, torment, haunt stalk or
eat their people. Whatever the hell those heinous creatures wish to do, they are allowed to because of The Accords.
Pat had saved Benny's life several times before and she would do it again in a hot second, she was committed to the cause. Plus, Pat had grown to
love the old man, in a way. They made a good pair her and him...
Benny whispers "Pat, should I answer the door?" Whatever it was on the porch, they weren't takin no for an answer, the doorbell must have rang a
dozen times. Big ol' drops of sweat were beginning to drip down the old mans forehead and Benny felt like his heart was gonna beat right on out of
his damn chest.
"Go ahead and answer it Benny, before they kill my damn batteries. I'm ready for em!" Pat had the shotgun placed right up against her shoulder.
Benny took a moment to appreciate the old woman, smacking her bubble gum and wearing her favorite piggy slippers all capped off by the shiny tinfoil
hat, the one he had made for her, with his hands, she was his treasure.
Well, Benny thought, they were as ready as they'd ever be. He glanced back at Pat, she nodded, Benny slowly opened the door.