PIN HEAD MEL SEES THE FUTURE

Pin Head Mel runs around in the woods screamin'. He don't like the greenish light comin' down from the sky. It makes him cry and wet his pants. His people try to keep him inside, but he ain't dimb, even though he got a little tiny head. Kids used to tease him. They'd say - Boy, you must pay half price for a hair cut....He'd shake his head and grin, because he did. Now he mostly sits on the floor or out in the dirt, huggin' his knees and rockin' back and forth. Sometimes he hums a little too.

Edith sends the cherub s over. He likes that. They fly around, laughin' their little baby laughs. He chases them and tags 'em. Then they chase after him. He runs and screams like the boogie-man gonna get 'im. But you know what? Look like the boogie-man gonna get us all.

Mister Edith's mushrooms is startin' to grow. Look nice too. And he been collectin' cans a tuna fish and Hormel chili, for when the black time come. Other folks stackin' up fire wood. Nobody know how cold it gonna get. No sunlight. No nothin'. Some people movin' out. They say you gotta set up close to one a them hot springs or somethin'. Gotta stick close to the heat. If it not comin' from the sun, then get it from the Earth. They got all that hot lava percolating around under there, right? Gotta be good for more then jus' burnin' up them Hawaiian virgins. I hear those Viking people they got up in Iceland use it. Take baths in it and everything. Not the lava. That would tend to be a bit counterproductive. I mean in the hot springs they got bubblin' in the vicinity a the lava.  I could go for a hot bath. Shame I just a disembodied spirit. Don't you know me? I think you do. I'm Mister Never You Mind.. Nobody else felt like talkin', so I guess that make me the master of ceremonies tonight..

Last time I buzzed through Philly, Doctor Franklin and the rest were leavin'  all them secret laboratories they got. Packed everything up. Put the mermaid hag, the Jersey Devil and all them other heebie-geebies they got into trucks and jus toted 'em off. Guess they dumped that ugly fish bitch somewheres off 'Lantic City. Jus' threw her back, like a much too ugly to fry sea bass. Devil mus be runnin' round back in the Pines. Don't know what they gonna do when the big chill comes. Some say them mermaids and mermen gonna shimmy  down deep to them undersea, hot water pipes they got (vents, they call 'em). Gonna live off clams and crab-bugs in the dark.Wish 'em luck, but I wouldn't like that. Gimme a good sweet potato pie and glazed pork chops. Guess they gonna be able to raise pigs in the dark. For a while anyway.. The two-legged-no-fish-tail, split-assed people. I mean..

Minnie and Blackie want a 'turn' some hoomin people they like. You remember them. They vampires too, only I guess God didn't give 'em no starring role. They say it'll be easier for vampires. Least they hope so. Edith tells 'em to wait. Minnie mostly stays in Center City. It's funny. She look like a old lady. Not her skin. She still got that vampire skin and all. But her face, the way she look, the way she stand. It ain't the same Minnie no more.

Annie been real quiet too. Somebody from Doctor Franklin drove out here, to the Pines, I mean. She wanted to take that little vampire gal wit 'em. They gonna go ZOOM, up to the moon, or some place even worse. Never did care much for travelin' myself. Luna came with. Annie is partial to her. But she used to the elves now, so she say 'no.'

People payin' all kinda a money tryin' to get ass room on one a them space ships, cryin' how they gotta get to Mars. Circus Towne1, Circus Towne City, that's where they wanta  go. But who care about money now? You gotta know somebody. You gotta have the right cousins. Shove that money. This the Twilight Zone. And that ain't no joke. Look up. you gonna tell me I'm wrong. Elves and cherubs stay out mos' the time now. Blackie gets up early too.Don't know who or what they been eatin'. An' they don't wanna say.

Other kinda vampires runnin' round too now, crazy ones, 'noxious' ones. Ain't seen 'em here, but they close. Guy wit a ham radio say two crazy zombies (but they ain't really zombies) been killin' folks up 'round the Poconos. Know how we know they ain't zombies? Ain't no bones left. No gristle. No hair. No toe nails. It all burns up. You know... blue flame and all. Vampires... That a sign a vampires..... Come on, all you 'regulars' know that.

Come back tomorrow night.... Sarah gonna be here then.... Think Lailah's daddy got somethin' a say too....

Man, I wish they disembodied me in another universe, like the one you got, maybe.Muss be good bein' dead over there...

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LIFE-EATER MINIONS DEFEND THEIR PREY

Such are conditions on Saturn. The monstrous roiling clouds, thousands of times greater than clouds on Earth, encircle the planet in huge bands. They appear to possess a washed out orange, or yellow color due to heavy amounts of sulfur in the atmosphere. At the highest levels temperatures fall to near three hundred degrees below zero. Approximately fifty miles down they're analagogous to an Antarctic winter...a record breaking, bone shattering, soul crushing Antarctic winter. Even the penguins, including those with happy feet, would die. Temperatures reach zero degrees centigrade, the freezing point of water, one hundred miles down. But before you start packing, know this. The ambient gases reek of caustic compounds. Ammonia and similar unpleasant concoctions are everywhere. Oxygen is present, but in sub-therapeutic, cruelly tantalizing amounts. And we must remember the winds. Some zephyrs reach speeds in excess of twelve hundred miles an hour, almost twice the speed of sound. There's probably a strange, frigid sea further down, though it's not water, but liquid helium. You may have seen human scientists freeze  roses in it. Saturn is like a beautiful ornament definitely not meant to be touched.. And the 'Enemy' hides behind it.

The Archangel Corp formed ranks. Jonathon, Rafiq and Teddy joined the others. Human technicians went up and down the rows spraying each fanged warrior with a certain compound meant to preserve and protect the beneficial qualities of the black, rubber-like suits. Yet if those wearing these suits were, in fact able to successfully sublimate through the Enemy, what would happen to them when their atoms scatterd?. Granted, buy Star Trek standards, they'd only be stretched a little.  The membrane, plus the more-than-human beings inside them would reappear once the sublimations were over. Yet what fundamental changes would occur?

Lights were low in the vast chamber. It looked like a clean, white gym, or aircraft hangar closed down for the night. Small, strap-on 'jet' packs were distributed. The vampires strapped them om. The thrust provided will help them reach sublimation speeds in a vacuum. And when that happens, will they pass naked, right through their form fitting garments? No. The energy produced radiates out from their bodies to a distance of about ninety centimeters (3 ft.) . That's  how Jonathon was able to take Sarah with him when he'd sublimate with her. Now it seems counterintuitive that the Enemy  doesn't realize what's coming. But how do we know what they think, or for that matter, what's even important to them?

A buzzer went off. 'Spiderman' masks went on. Conversations ceased. They say the microscopic filaments in the membranes will keep them warm. I hope they're right. Now, let me tell you, I, Zebulon do not like venturing out into the void. I've done so and as a disembodied spirit what harm can it do me? Still the infinite 'nothingness' punctuated by assorted orbs disorients me. No, that's not exactly accurate. It terrorizes me. For I am reminded of nothing so much as  the complete absence of God.

Teddy fought back tears. They were all warned not to cry. The liquid might freeze inside the masks and hurt their eyes. He stood there with the others, as the huge  doors opened and the atmosphere rushed out. Each rank advanced toward the brink in their turn. Departure was well rehearsed. Kick off the magnetic shoes. Step out into the firmament. Sublimate away from the station and turn on the jet pack. Training was so thorough, they did this automatically. Jonathon stared up at the butterscotch behemoth looming above. The dark, gray, 'plastic' lenses covering his eyes allowed just enough light to see. Most of the others did the same, offering silent prayers in a variety of tongues. Then they focused on the leaders, identified by small, red, blinking lights fixed to various points on their suits. Signals followed and they 'disappeared,' sublimating through the vacuum (extremely difficult) towards a rondevous with a mysterious coordinate up ahead.

So far all went well. Then a vampire near the edge of the swarm lost focus, flickering out of sublimation and tumbling up toward the hell that is Saturn. In three seconds he vanished into the clouds. But four heartbeats later, the leading edge made contact with the Enemy.........

First came tiny echos, chime-like harmonies akin to choirs. Then the chords seemed to thicken, enveloping them in a lugubrious cloying web making forward momentum almost impossible. Light seemed to vanish. Oh, it was still there, but they could not see it. Not here. Not deep within an entity made from whispers. And they could feel the little words, touching them, kissing them, tickling them. Till the sound itself took 'form.' Perhaps this is how dolphins see down in the inky depths? Or maybe souls in perdition. Earth-sized waves rolled up to meet them.. Some fell out of sublimation, instantly 'snapping' into view, as legions of hungry whispers devoured them like piranhas. Even the jet packs disappeared..

Teddy cried as he pushed forward. He missed his neighbors. He missed his street in Winnipeg. But he knew from 'frequency' training that Jonathon and Rafiq, his partners, were right beside him And they could sense that their sublimating energy 'irritated' the creatures, much like mites burrowing under the skin

Four thousand vampires went out that first time. Twenty eight hundred came back. But Teddy was not among them. Scientists on the station detected a very slight drop in 'Enemy' power. But back on Earth, the sky lakes continued to grow. Seas were forming. Vast stretches of Europe and the North Atlantic were shrouded in dark, green undulating shadows. Headlights stayed on 'round the clock.

Yet not all of the twelve hundred vampire casualties were destroyed. Some were still quite viable. And Teddy was among them.......

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