Protect All Monsters (39 page)

There goes Dr. Krone’s well-established career all over the floor.
 

Craig rushed to what he guessed was the exit, taking wide, fast steps, the escape being fifteen paces north of him. Rachael wasn’t in sight, though he didn’t bother to glance at the main desk to say goodbye.
 

Then a cold drop startled him. It stained his eyebrow. Blood. Touching it, he found the bandage was sodden through. Why hadn’t Dr. Krone said anything? Was it bloody during the interview?

This is one of those places that will inevitably be closed down. I’ll hear about them on one of those investigative news programs.
 

He decided he could better inspect the bandage in his car. Closing in on the exit, he reached out for the door knob.
 

The knob was the only part of the door that was real.
 

Staggering back a step, he muttered, “You’re kidding me.”

He jangled the doorknob, and it ripped from the wall, plaster pieces crumbling to his feet. It’d been glued in place. The door frame was painted brown. A faded purple drape shielded a fake glass pane. How hadn’t he noticed it before? Obvious was too light of a word.
 

And then something sharp nipped him in the back. “Ahhh!”

Rachel’s soft smiling face turned maniacal. She wheezed from a cracked open mouth that issued the tang of cinnamon hard candy.
 

She was laughing, enjoying his shock as he faltered to the floor. “This’ll be a simple visit.
A summer’s breeze, Mr. Horsy!
”

The room twirled. He was spinning slowly on a merry-go-round. His vision turned into ripples of water, and he reached out to touch the ripples, but he came up empty and feeling foolish. She shoved him down the rest of the way to the ground with a kick to the back of his knees. He landed face-first against the carpeted floor, the ground smelling of rubber and sterile cleaner. She straddled his back, and another cold prick to the neck later, he plunged under those ripples of water into unconsciousness.

Protect All Monsters

Alan Spencer

The monsters are escaping!

For fifty years a secret island has existed, a cross between a prison and a preserve, created by the government to end the threat of monster attacks in the general population. Here, in relative ease, vampires, werewolves and zombies co-exist peacefully, given all the blood and meat they want by human caretakers. In exchange, the monsters do not kill.

Addey is a new worker on the island, shoveling human entrails into the zombie pit. But she has uncovered something truly horrifying—an escape plan decades in the making. Now, with time running out, it’s up to her to prevent the monsters from breaking free and launching an unprecedented reign of terror on mankind.

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Protect All Monsters

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