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ArsenicJohn
Outskirts of Osman City
Sally Tanner's Farm
Corgan pulled up to the small house on a red motorcycle with Rosalyn clinging to him. Someone passing by would never have guessed this house would be the site of an alien abduction. The house was typical of 188604 construction, functionality coming before aesthetics. It showed clear signs of wear. Some of the damage had been patched with different types of wood. One section of the roof seemed to have a piece of metal from the White Lament's initial crash nailed to it, although he couldn't be sure.
He turned off the vehicle and pulled off his helmet. "This is the place," Corgan announced, hopping off of the bike. He put his helmet in a compartment on the back and turned to look at the house. "Sally Tanner lives here with her four sons. Don't know much more than that."
Corgan sighed. "She might not be too happy to see a couple "aliens" right now. Stay here for a minute."
He checked to see if his badge was visible and then walked up to the door. "Sally Tanner? This is Corgan Garret, I'm the new High Sheriff." He called out.
An old woman's voice was audible from behind the front door. "I knows what ya are. You's one of them ale-ee-ums what took my son!"
Corgan shook his head. "Ma'am, that wasn't us. I-" He heard a click behind him. The unmistakable sound of a shotgun being pumped. He raised his hands. "I'm going to turn around and show you my badge." He said. Slowly, Corgan turned around to see a young boy leveling a shotgun at his stomach.
The kid was too short to aim any higher, but he looked stronger than most of the children Corgan had seen around here. He had short brown hair and blue eyes. "W-why'd ya take Eli?" The boy said, bottom lip quivering.
Corgan grabbed the shotgun and jerked it out of the kid's hands before he could react. The boy gasped and fell to the ground. "Don't point a gun at someone unless you're willing to pull the trigger." He said. Then he popped open the gun and dropped the shells on the ground. "Sally, I have your boy's gun. Would you come out here now so I can ask you some questions?"
The door swung open and Sally ran out, throwing herself between the kid and Corgan. "Don't hang 'im, Sheriff! He don't know no better."
Corgan handed the old lady the shotgun. "Didn't plan to. I'm going to do things different than Arccos, ma'am. If you tell me what happened then maybe I can find your son."
She stared at him in confusion. Apparently, she believed him, because she composed herself and got to her feet. "Come in." Sally said, grabbing her son's hand and pulling him inside the house with her. Corgan followed, gesturing with a hand for Rosalyn to come with him.
Sally Tanner's Farm
Corgan pulled up to the small house on a red motorcycle with Rosalyn clinging to him. Someone passing by would never have guessed this house would be the site of an alien abduction. The house was typical of 188604 construction, functionality coming before aesthetics. It showed clear signs of wear. Some of the damage had been patched with different types of wood. One section of the roof seemed to have a piece of metal from the White Lament's initial crash nailed to it, although he couldn't be sure.
He turned off the vehicle and pulled off his helmet. "This is the place," Corgan announced, hopping off of the bike. He put his helmet in a compartment on the back and turned to look at the house. "Sally Tanner lives here with her four sons. Don't know much more than that."
Corgan sighed. "She might not be too happy to see a couple "aliens" right now. Stay here for a minute."
He checked to see if his badge was visible and then walked up to the door. "Sally Tanner? This is Corgan Garret, I'm the new High Sheriff." He called out.
An old woman's voice was audible from behind the front door. "I knows what ya are. You's one of them ale-ee-ums what took my son!"
Corgan shook his head. "Ma'am, that wasn't us. I-" He heard a click behind him. The unmistakable sound of a shotgun being pumped. He raised his hands. "I'm going to turn around and show you my badge." He said. Slowly, Corgan turned around to see a young boy leveling a shotgun at his stomach.
The kid was too short to aim any higher, but he looked stronger than most of the children Corgan had seen around here. He had short brown hair and blue eyes. "W-why'd ya take Eli?" The boy said, bottom lip quivering.
Corgan grabbed the shotgun and jerked it out of the kid's hands before he could react. The boy gasped and fell to the ground. "Don't point a gun at someone unless you're willing to pull the trigger." He said. Then he popped open the gun and dropped the shells on the ground. "Sally, I have your boy's gun. Would you come out here now so I can ask you some questions?"
The door swung open and Sally ran out, throwing herself between the kid and Corgan. "Don't hang 'im, Sheriff! He don't know no better."
Corgan handed the old lady the shotgun. "Didn't plan to. I'm going to do things different than Arccos, ma'am. If you tell me what happened then maybe I can find your son."
She stared at him in confusion. Apparently, she believed him, because she composed herself and got to her feet. "Come in." Sally said, grabbing her son's hand and pulling him inside the house with her. Corgan followed, gesturing with a hand for Rosalyn to come with him.