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20210424 Could be worse, could be indoors

by Jesse Devonshire

Where was I? Lee Chung had the boss thing in the bottle and the wax was solid and holding.
 
Remember the Hell-Woolie I bolted with Brother Lightning? He was still in a fighting mood. Long story short, I know, too late, Lee Chung, Wrong Way, three Oatman Crawler scorpions who were seriously on their home turf, and I knocked it cold. Bye bye, Baa baa.
 
I asked Brother Wind to bless Lee Chung with a light enough step to skip right over the brambles like they weren't even there. Brother Wind and I are good friends like that.
 
There was a really weird noise from the ranch house (which I had sort of turned into a farm house almost), and my thunder lizard plant spit out a live full grown griefgall recently, so trust me when I say this was weird.
 
So we ran to the door. I started first, Lee Chung finished first. I'm not proud, or tired. Lee Chung signalled, and we listened to the door. It sounded like a big sheepdog or something was in there. That would be nice, unless it was demon-possessed like the sheep and cattle.
 
We open the door. Complete darkness. It looked peaceful enough, but it wasn't too comforting.
 
Lee Chung slipped in one side, and I the other.
 
Still just as dark when you are closer as it was from far away.
 
So I pulled out the Rainbow Longbow of Happy Sunshine. Now we can see some stuff. Nothing we were looking for, but some stuff. like ten or a dozen stalls for cattle and horses. There's stuff in them too, but nobody we were looking for.
 
Maybe there's someone up in the hay loft up that ladder in the middle of the room.