And The Cancer Soon Cometh
He had been sitting twenty feet from the beast for twenty hours now, locked in the chair, paralyzed by his own fear. The ancient man sat cross-legged between Arnold Workman and the Pea Tree Mass, quietly meditating. Every wet noise the writhing blob made, made Arnold flinch. Every sound made him nearly jump out of his seat, but he knew better than to attract the attention of the monstrosity before him.
Finally, the old man rose.
“Arnold, were you or were you not about to aim that gun at Hedasky the night before last?”
He didn’t notice that now he was trembling. He could no longer hide his fear.
“I w-was only looking out for the company, Doctor Koop.”
Some unheard sound once more caused the creature to erupt in a visible quake. It had been happening all morn
