Tin Universe Daily #215

Tin Universe Daily #215

Operation Clifton

He sat with his head in his hands in the court houses small defense attorneys’ office. His attorney stood over him in a stern stance, in her eight thousand dollar pants suit looking down at her client in the glory of his JC Penny pinstripes.

‘Trust me, I’m the best person to represent you.’

The jury reached their verdict and the bailiffs escorted him from the courtroom and Maxwell Rogers showed no emotion. He lowered his head down and said nothing to his brother who was sitting behind the defense in the gallery nor his defense attorney herself.

Maxwell concentrated on one thought, one thread of thought, one measure about what had just happen to him. He expressed this with a whisper that even the guards escorting him could not hear.

‘Maybe I shouldn’t have hired my ex-wife as my lawyer.’

The court house contained two large cells, one for incoming prisoners and those awaiting trail and the other for prisoners awaiting the trip to the state lockup.

Today the state outgoing had only two men playing the waiting game. One was Maxwell Rogers who had just been convicted by a jury of his peers and the other was confessed serial killer Cleavand Klinger.

Cleavand Klinger had made his way across six states carving little boys in little pieces and sending pieces to politicians all over the country with notes about America’s sinful leadership.

Mr. I Would Even Creep Out Freddy Krueger was sitting in the corner of the cell far opposite from Maxwell.

Maxwell was in a stone like emotional state when the guards came to transfer him and his cellmate.

‘Both of you come and put your arms through the meal opening,’ said one of the guards.

On their way to the state prison in a van an impact took place head on with a salt truck.

Cleavand pulled Maxwell form the wreckage.

As vehicles burned on the remote country road it also started to snow and the two prisoners are visited by a creature that stepped out form the flames.

The creature, who we will call Charles offered them both one wish if they tell honestly what they did and why.

Cleavand told the story of his first kill and why he did it.

Next Maxwell told his story and why.

Before Charles can give Cleavand the wish for more power and Maxwell the wish to be able to stop people like himself and Cleavand some first shot Charles in the back of the head and then followed doing the same in the face with Maxwell and Cleavand.

Gator pulled out a secure cell phone after checking to make sure all three were dead.

‘The runes told true. Give Words a pat on the back because we can add another Charles to our list.’ Gator put his flip phone on his shoulder while lighting a cigarette. He jumped right back into the conversation, ‘Yea, I took out the two cons too so another Charles won’t get the scent. You said I had two North American assignments, what’s number two?’ A big grinned crossed his face. ‘Yep, I’ve heard of The Superstition Mountains.’

Charles are Wish Parasites who grant very nasty people wishes to cause chaos. Some have said they are the children of a Chaos Demon and a Chaos God. One of the most nasty things in creation really.

(c)System * Publishing
brian c.williams

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