Nanoseconds whirled on Errl"s chronometer. He was in jail and the Sheriff had left for an hour. Deputy Carl was in charge. Carl hunched in front of the Dell computer playing Microsoft Halo 2 Vista. Errl stared at him through the bars.
“What are you looking at, creep?” A shiver snaked down Carl"s spine.
Have to get out. Have to meet ship.
“Okay, what have you got to say?”
Let me out. Let me out.
“All I hear is a lot of grunting and bleeping from you, creep. Now be quiet and let me play the game. Sheriff fed you. You got water. Leave me alone.”
He rattled the bars.
“I told you. I"m not going to tell you a second time. I"m warning you, dude.” Carl took out his taser. Just then the door opened and Joey stuck his head in.
“What do you want, kid?”
“Sheriff said I could visit the Bigfoot
