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Field Team 42: Paranormal Responders Ch. 86 Fifty Stories Up
The motorcycle roars to life beneath me as I speed through the empty streets, the engine's hum reverberating in the cold desert air. The sound cuts through the silence of the night, and for a moment, I can pretend like everything is fine. That I’m just another man on the road, chasing nothing but freedom.But that’s not the case.The headlights of a black car blink in the distance behind me. Mr. Y is already in pursuit. The familiar, dangerous gleam of his MIB-issued vehicle is unmistakable. Even in the rearview mirror, I can feel the weight of his gaze. He’s coming.I push the throttle down harder, feeling the motorcycle surge forward, eating up the miles. I twist and turn, weaving in and out of narrow alleyways and between buildings that feel as though they’re dissolving into the darkness. I know that Y’s car can’t follow me through this. The motorcycle can navigate places his car can’t.The desert road ahead stretches out in front of me like a never-ending ribbon. A small part of m
Field Team 42: Paranormal Responders Ch. 85 The Guest Writer Escapes
No time for hesitation. The air in my cell smells of stale slime and dust. I can feel it in my bones, the sense that everything is about to change. Spitfire’s hack has created the window I need. The lights flicker, and the door to my cell slides open with a faint hiss. A slight buzz in the air tells me that something, someone, is moving through the facility, disrupting the routine.I don’t hesitate. Not anymore.I take the cell phone. The message is simple. “Be ready.” No further explanation. It doesn’t matter. I know what it means. This is my moment.I’ve been waiting for this.The air in the hallway smells even worse than my cell. It's the kind of metallic tang that reminds me of old rusted pipes and something more primal, more ancient. The walls here are pulsating with a sickly green hue. Bio-organic equipment that should’ve never been built by human hands hums around me, its odd, wet sounds filling the silence. I take a deep breath and move cautiously into the hall, making sure n
Field Team 42: Paranormal Responders Ch. 84 The Guest Writer
Carl’s journal wasn’t meant to be mine, but it is now. I don’t expect anyone reading this to understand. But I’m writing it anyway. Consider this a ‘guest chapter.’I’m X. You may know me from the events that brought Field Team 42 together, the battles, the impossible odds, the stakes too high to imagine. But I’m not here to talk about those. I’m here to explain what’s been happening on my side, in my own words, because if I don’t, the story Carl’s telling won’t be complete.I don’t remember much from the first days after I was captured by Control. Maybe the stress of it all blocked it out, or maybe I didn’t want to remember. I had been on the run, yes, but I was used to it. But when I was trapped in this facility, something changed. I wasn’t just running from Control. I was running from the world I had built. And that world, in all its complexity, had one thing in common: J. My son. I’ve been thinking about him more than ever in here.But let’s back up. Let’s talk about how I got he
Field Team 42: Paranormal Responders Ch. 83 The Plan to Close Good Rock for Good
We were crammed into a small, dimly lit hotel room in the heart of Arizona, the hum of the air conditioning barely drowning out the buzzing tension in the air. It had been a long day of recon and planning, and now we were finalizing what was to be the most critical mission of our lives. The Hellgate at Good Rock Mine needed to be shut down for good, or else the Neurovores would have their way. We couldn’t afford to let this portal stay open any longer than it already had.“Alright,” I said, looking around at the group assembled in the room. Spitfire sat in front of the laptop, her tiny dragon eyes glowing as she reviewed Control’s systems, already looking for the perfect moment to strike. Dr. Schnell was pacing, his mind clearly working at full capacity as he muttered to himself in that thick German accent of his. Bob leaned against the wall, arms crossed, exuding a quiet intensity. Mitch, Liz, and Jane were seated, leaning in, ready for anything. Jonie, as usual, had her arms crossed
Field Team 42: Paranormal Responders Ch. 82 Scouting the Hellgate
It had been almost a year since the events of Memorial Day weekend 2024. Dust Bowl, Arizona being a town of only 2000 people, only had so many resources for clean up from what had happened the year before. It was true that the Dirt had been an annual event from the end of World War II in the 1940’s until it was ended in 2024. The residents had recovered from its aftermath year after year, maintaining their town as a viable part of Arizona’s tourist industry. You could say they were very practiced at it. They would unboard windows and clean up the streets. The Dirt substance itself had always just disappeared like pixie dust once the proscribed week-long time period of the curse was over. So, too, the Green Sludge disappeared. But 2024 had been different. Never before had the Dirt brought a Kandahar giant to the town. Or a Slitherer. Or a horde of concentration camp zombies. The town simply could not bounce back from the Dirt storm of 2024 the way it had from all the previous Dirt st
Field Team 42: Paranormal Responders Ch. 81 Magic Rings
Queen Asetemra opened the ornately decorated jewelry box on the table in the meeting room. Dr. Schnell gasped slightly. “Zhat wud come from the dynasty previous to yours, would it not, Your Highness?”“That is correct, Dr. Schnell,” came the mysterious voice of the mummy. “My family seized this box and its contents from our predecessors when we conquered them. They are very special to me. Anyone who does not return one of these at the end of the mission to Dust Bowl will be cursed with a fate worse than death. They are bequeathed to you on loan, only on loan. If the terms of the loan are not honored, I cannot be responsible for the fate that will befall you, for that curse was laid on them before I was even born as a human baby long ago.”Asetemra handed the box to Bob. Bob was a sergeant in the S.H.A.D.E. paramilitary. Since his assignment, along with Dr. Schnell, to work with us as S.H.A.D.E.’s representatives alongside Field Team 42 in our alliance against the Neurovores, Bob had m
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