The Bedlands, Part 2

Tabitha looked down at the blister backs congregating below.

“I hope you’re not thinking of a crazy solution.”

“Crazy?! No, I can’t afford crazy anymore.  That’s why your here, you can handle the ‘crazy’ with a level head.”  The beasts were stirring faster, working themselves up into a terrifying frenzy.  Tabitha balled her fists so that she wouldn’t be overwhelmed by the noise.

“I’m not going to waste my energy trying to understand that.  Just drive, old man!”

“I may be old, but I can still floor the gas pedal!” The dune buggy sped forward, then downward, and Tabitha took out her silver pistol, aiming for the blisters quivering with fluid.  She tried to shoot most of the beasts before they collided with the dune buggy.  Unfortunately, some of them were able to connect their bony hands to the vehicle.

“Dammit!” Tabitha said.

“Just remember, keep that level head on your shoulders!”

Tabitha dodged a bony hand, and aimed for that precious blister.  Both her and Sebastian were covered with green, sound generating goo.  It writhed and made its presence known.

“See, Sebastian, this is what happens when you talk!”

Sebastian grunted and cursed as they reached the bottom of the next hill, and he grimaced before he spoke.  He just had to say “Warning! We’re going up the throat!”

Tabitha ducked and watched as the last blister back took an ancient dinosaur bone to the throat.  They were going up the throat of a skeletal lizard, its predatory abilities were gone, but it was the conduit to a better part of the world.  Tabitha sat back and sighed.  The blister backs wouldn’t follow past that bony divide.

“Even the blister backs respect the gods,” Sebastian said.  “Nice shootin’ back there,” he turned and gave her a wink.  It wasn’t a creepy one, just addled as fuck.  Tabitha looked out her side of the buggy, enjoying the sunset as it drenched the desert strip ahead.



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