I hide in the hollow of a log. It is damp and mossy and smells funky. Night falls. The crickets chirp, owls hoot, the other animals growl, squeak and squawk. I am cold, hungry, and all alone in the dark.Read more "Out of the Chocolate Box (20)"
‘We have to do something, or we can forget about the mission.’
‘It seems to me like you already have.’ I was amazed at how naïve these Aussies could be. I had, only five minutes before, left an extremely, most harrowing shift with Fahrer.
‘What? Was Fahrer Fox again?’ Liesel spat cheesy globs all over me. ‘What, exactly did you do, with Fox?’ She looked at me.
I glanced down in shame. ‘Sorry, it just sort of…happened.’
Her limbs jerked like pigeons startled by the proverbial cat. ‘You are familiar with ISF principles and procedures.’ She paced the tight kitchen space. ‘Oh, shoot! Now what are we going to do?’
Would this be where an alien space craft might land unnoticed? Young people go missing? A cockroach called Boris lurking in a cave just around the corner?
And where young 17-year-old Minna begins her unwilling mission in the war against Boris?
Last Friday, no different from every other Friday, Clarke, the robot streamed Queen through the quadraphonic amplified speakers, and we clapped, stomping our feet in the air to the beat. Nathan screwed up his dark face and mimed the chords on his air guitar:
‘Another one bites the dust! Doof! Doof!’ Liesel whooped while I raised my hands to cheer.
We plunged through the stormy red spot of Jupiter; a centuries-old hurricane to the observers on Earth, but to Star travellers, a worm hole in a constant state of flux. Intelligence from ISF headquarters suggested Boris and his fleet of cockroaches lurked on the outskirts of Betelgeux, a red supergiant about to explode into a supernova.Read more "Out of the Chocolate box (13)"
‘Liesel,’ I leant over to her. ‘Monica, here, says the room I’m staying in is haunted.’
‘Well, Holly, you should know.’ Liesel wiped her mouth with a napkin. They all think my gift allows me to talk to dead people.