THE BEAST FROM THE SIDESHOW.
Copyright 2012 By Teel
This is a roughdraft of a novel in progress.
Please do not reprint or repost without permission.
-15-
Tom Cellar had been giving the weather reports on the local news for the last year and a half. From time to time they him a small story to do.
Never real news.
It was always some silly filler story like this one about the sighting of a monster on this end of town.
Cellar looked up at the sign painted on the side of the truck and wondered if he could beef up the story some how.
Kaligari walked up to Cellar. Fred was behind him but stood back as Kaligari walked up to him.
“Hello sir. I just saw you on the news. That's my truck.”
“Hello. I'm Tom Cellar. I was told you were showing the monster to people here not too long ago.”
“I wouldn't call it a monster. It was a creature I found. I found it at the wreckage of a spaceship. I have been showing...”
“Just a minute. I want to interview you for the news tonight. You wouldn't mind being interviewed would you Mr...?”
“Kaligari. Yes I would like to be interviewed. I tried to get the government to look at it and no one would believe I had found this creature...”
“Yes Mr. Kaligari. Let me help get the cameraman set up and I'm going to let you tell our viewers all about it.”
Alan joined Fred who was standing close by listening to Cellar and Kaligari.
“I got the nachos. What's up?”
“They're going to interview Kaligari. It's going to be on the news tonight.”
They watched as the cameraman set up a tripod and a camera.
-16-
The creature spent the day hidden behind the trash bin. The light of daylight hurt it's eyes and it's limbs were all sore.
As it laid there it felt sick.
All the strange sounds around it kept it from relaxing.
The cars driving pass just beyond the opening of the alley. The sounds of children playing in the part a half a block away. The voices of people yelling back and fore at each other. All those sounds made it jumpy. It wished that it was back home.
After a while it felt hungry.
The feeling of hunger echo through it' body and made it feel worst.
It could smell things in the trash bin it was hiding behind.
It slowly moved out from behind the bin and looked into it.
It opened up some of the plastic bags and sniff them. Some of the things smelled like food but not like food he ever ate.
The creature tasted some of the things in the bin and spit them back out. Finally it force it self to eat some of the things it found there.
After wards it laid back down behind the bin and felt sicker.
Bill Burton had everything all set up.
On the coffee table in front of him there was a big bowl of popcorn that he had just made.
On the floor at his feet was a big plastic pail of beer bottles and ice cubes.
He sat down on his favorite easy chair and picked up the remote control.
He was now ready. The sport channel was going to show 3 hours of Women's Beach Volleyball and he was going to sit there and watch all three hours of it.
He thought about having a jar nearby so he not have to go to the bathroom. He decided against that idea. That just seem too lazy.
This was just as Bill pictured retirement. He hoped to be spending his last days watch women in small two piece bathing suits playing volleyball on TV.
The game started and Bill watched the young players jump up and down playing with the ball for 26 seconds.
Then his wife run into the apartment screaming...
“Billy!Billy! There's a monster hiding in the alley! Get the gun! Shoot it!”
She was screaming in that high tone that made him feel like a nail was being hammered into his head.
“Stop screaming Helen you're giving me a headache.” He was still trying to watch the women playing on the TV set.
“But there's monster in the alley! I saw it when I took out the trash! It stood up and growled at me!”
Bill was only half listening to her. He would rather watch the game.
“Are you talking about that poor bum? I tell you that guy is harmless.” He was talking about a homeless man that somethings slept in the alley. His wife was afraid of him.
“Bill get the gun! I tell you it's a monster! A big green monster.”
He was not longer listening to her.
“Yeah yeah. After my show is over.” He said as he picked up a bottle of beer from the pail. He was hoping she would leave him alone till the show was over.
She marched loudly into the bedroom and slammed the door.
Good he thought. I can watch my show in peace now.
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