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            Her thighs throbbed, her chest hurt, she had one mission in mind right now, that little house.

            What time was it?  How long had she been up?  Had she really seen people’s heads blow up.  She looked at her arms and saw the dried blood, like a dried up river-bed caked on her arms.

            “I can’t believe she left me.  And for that?  If I see her, I will shoot her mouth with my shotgun and stick this cane in her ass”  Quentin cried into the parlor room he stood in, pacing up and down the corridor, pushing pictures to the floor, leaving muddy footprints with each memory.

            Blake’s wife, Eve, came down the staircase, mad as hell, “Don’t you fuckers know I’m trying to sleep, so what if Cindy left you, she was a bitch.  And you know what they say about bitches!”

            Eve – “Yeah motherfucker, I dare you to say it and then you better run, cause Blake’s gonna bring out his 12 gauge and make you wish Jesus was in this room to bring you back to life.”

            A comet races into the atmosphere and for a split second, Danielle sees the view from Saturn, the pyramids on the moons, and she is running blindly around the monuments in her brain, faster than light, trying to catch up when her feet wind up back on Earth.

            “Why did you let him in?  You promised Blake, you promised you weren’t gonna hang out with that schizoid.  Do you wanna know why Cindy left Quentin, cause he is fucking crazy.  A crazy one.  All he does is go up and down, his emotions run him raw.”  Eve was saying as she was looking into Blake’s eyes.

            “I don’t give a fuck if he blows you better than me, but you’re a grown adult Blake, and there’s a point in your life when you have to leave your past behind.  I don’t care what crazy fun you had with him.  Would you like it if I called up Star and we went out.  No you wouldn’t.  That’s why I stay here, because I love you Blake.  I made a commitment to you, do you understand?”  Eve pleaded with Blake, while she repositioned her robe she had on.

            “Don’t yeah me”

            “You’re right Eve.  I have to cut him off.  I’ll go tell him he has to leave.”  Blake walked to the back door, with his tail tucked between his legs.  His balls had been cut off and Eve kept them beside the bed.  Blake really loved Eve.  Quentin’s never done half of what Eve’s done.  All Q’s done is get him in trouble.  He doesn’t need trouble anymore, but love.

            His thoughts running in all directions.  About who she’s sleeping with.  About finding Cindy with George.  About Cindy found in a bathtub, strangled.  Cindy getting married with another faceless guy.  Cindy kissing Thelma.  He takes a large pull on the marijuana cigarette.

            He’s blowing out smoke when he sees a rustle in the darkness.  At first he thinks it’s a deer, but its movements are so awkward.  He stands up and stares out into Blake’s backyard.  It’s a person, running towards the house.

            Its got hair all over its face, and dirt smudges all over her body.  If it wasn’t for her breasts being see-through, he would have thought it was a monster.

            “There’s these things after me, I don’t know what they are, but they look like aliens, they keep destroying everything and everybody who helps me.  So can I  please borrow your car,”  she said as if she had known these two guys for a number of years.  She stood there shivering between these two men, looking them in their eyes.  The men crouched down by the stare she was giving them, she demanded and she wanted.

            “I’m sick Eve, but not this sick,”  Quentin said breaking his gaze from Danielle to look directly at Eve.  He then looked back at Danielle, mesmerized by her dirty beauty.

            “Listen lady,”  Eve interrupted, “from the looks of it, that is all you need, is some sleep, but I’m not gonna allow you to borrow a car.  What do you think we are, stupid?  Now you better leave these premises or I’ll call the cops before you can tell us that Bigfoot raped you last night.  So do us all a favor and leave.”  Eve stood her ground, looked at Danielle and stared at her, not flinching or giving in to this weird girl.

            “Blake, either you get rid of these two degenerates right this minute, or I’m out of this house, and I’m out of your life.  I am tired to everyone with a problem coming to you for help.  Let the world figure out their own solutions,”  Eve screamed out;  her nostrils flared as big as they could get.

            Quentin revved up the engine and took off.  Then they both heard a thump on the top of the car.  It startled the both of them.  Over the front windshield, blood came pouring down.  Quentin stomped on the brakes which made Eve’s body plop down over the hood of the car and fly past into the darkness.

            “Thass the aliens.  They here to kill,”  Danielle said in a matter of fact manner.  She was tired of beating around the bush, she was just laying it all on the table now.  Quentin struggled with steering wheel as they drove over trees and rocks.  Quentin had it in 4-wheel drive and they were busy climbing the hill.

            Quentin, not knowing what to do, did the same as Danielle.  He jumped out and fell to the ground.  As he stood up, he struggled a bit on his ankle cause of the way he hit the ground,  he saw Danielle looking and signaling to him.  He began to limp towards the oak, when his truck fell on top of him

            “What is it you want?  Is it me?  I give up.  I give up.  I can’t do this anymore.  All night long you have been taking everybody, but me.  Its me you want, well here I am.  I am in your hands.  Do with me what you will.” She banged branches against her breasts.  She stomped her feet on the hard earth.  She raised her hands into the air and walked backwards.  The ship, hovered there, silently.

            She laid there, out of it.  Blacked out.  Unconscious.  Unthinking.  Passed out, without drugs, without pain, without sleep.

            Within thirty seconds, a century Legend drove down the road.  The driver saw Danielle’s body on the side of the road.  The driver pulled to a stop, got of the car and laid Danielle in the back seat, laying her down, so softly, so carefully.  The driver got back in and headed back down towards 2222, towards the city of Austin.