Oct 27 2008
Night Stalker-Mistakes
This is my contribution to the Saturday Scribes prompt. The words for this week were: retribution, improvise, calculator, and figment. Hope you like the way I used them!
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Nathaniel walked around the city for hours contemplating what Randy had told him. He couldn’t believe Susan and Jacob had been so stupid. There was only two weeks until the ascension. They all knew how important it was. Their very lives depended on everything going smoothly.
He knew retribution would be swift and brutal for the mistake Susan and Jacob had made last night. Susan was always taking risks, living on the edge. This time she may take them all over the side with her when she falls.
Going to Figment was over the top, even for Susan. None of the Stalker’s in their group went there. It was too dangerous.
Figment was Derek’s place. All the others thought he was crazy when he opened the club. Working with the outsiders was unheard of. The only thing they were good for was feeding. Derek was different though. No matter that he was one of the Elders; he still felt the pull of the other world. He often said the music never left his soul.
Derek actually enjoyed interacting with the outsiders. His club was filled to capacity every night, even though the doors didn’t open until after two. If anyone dared look into his office, they’d see the calculator smoking when he tallied up the nights slips.
Some stalkers were brave enough to go to the club on occasion. If any of the outsiders got suspicious, Derek would improvise and come up with some excuse for the Stalker’s behavior. He could be heard uttering, “It’s all a figment of your imagination” often. On the rare occasions when he couldn’t talk himself out of a situation, all the money the club made came in handy with local law enforcement. Some things that needed to be pushed under the rug were expensive.
There was one rule never to be broken. No one was to be taken on club property because the cops weren’t likely to turn a blind eye to a dried out corpse. It was in all of the Stalker’s best interest to follow this rule. None of them wanted the cops dissecting in their activities. The rule had never been broken…until last night.
LOL. I’m so glad you are enjoying the story! I just hope I can keep it interesting!
Good segment!
Yep, just a little bit. Gotta add something!