Chapter 3: Our Brother the Stalker

When a slightly inebriated Lazlo and Nervous staggered back to the bunker, I had my feet up on the sofa, Star Trek 2.0 on the tube and was half way through a pint of Chunky Monkey. They stumbled over the threshold and into the living room while laughing at Vidcund’s efforts to woo a Ms. Amber St. Clare. The two of them sprawled lazily in front of the TV.

 

 

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Chapter 4: Sucked in

We all looked at each other for confirmation that the others had heard the same sound.

"Where’s Vidcund?" I asked.

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