Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Who Knew Crawdad's Could Scream

WHO KNEW CRAWDAD’S COULD SCREAM
Junior, Jerry and I woke up to the sound of screaming.
It appeared to be just before dawn.
Jumping quickly to our feet, we all three looked in the direction of the screaming.
The screaming was coming from the crawdad freeway to the bushes.
A naked humanoid was grabbing all the crawdads it could get, and the crawdads were fighting back. Their claws, bigger than the ones at out creek and stream above the cliff face, were doing good damage on the humanoid’s hands, face, and legs. It was hard to tell which was screaming. Was it the crawdads, as a defensive measure, or the short humanoid that gathered them up, in pain from the bites the claws inflicted?
"Hay," I said, startling the humanoid, we could tell it was a mail. He looked at us, made one more swipe at the river of moving crawdads, grabbing a couple more and was off running in the other direction along the lake.
Junior began giving chase, which I curtailed for a couple reasons. One, it was obvious the short humanoid was fast and left Junior in the dust, and two, like on earth, a chimpanzee can rip a humans arm out of its socket, and use the arm to beat you to death.
As it ran away, it looked more like a pigmy than an official human, whatever official was. It had long hair, a long craggy beard, and ran off like a track star, not the early earth species we thought it resembled at first as it bent to grab crawdads.
We walked over to the crawdad freeway and noticed the new species to us left no track. It had been so lite and fast it moved across the ground without leaving any footprints.
The crawdads were now continuing as before, hundreds, perhaps thousands leaving the bushed area heading back to the lake. 
"Interesting," Ronald said. "The crawdad's all leave the water at night, and return in the morning.     
As the last of the crawdads scurried off to the waters edge, the same time the sun was cresting the hilly horizon, we wondered.
"I suppose we should see where they go at night," Ronald said as he looked at the bush line.
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"My guess is that they have evolved to retrieve food from land, since maybe there isn't enough food in the lake," I postulated.
'It's possible," he said. "Let's take a look."
Ronald and Junior were on their knees by this time, the smaller Junior, still only nine years old, advancing under the brush ahead of him. 
Junior disappeared under the brush while Ronald watched from ground level.
In a few moments, Ronald said, "Anything back there?"
"How far has he gone," I asked Ronald?
Ronald turned to me. "About thirty feet so far."
"Don't go too far," I yelled.
"I found the end," Junior yelled back.
Standing there by myself, now that Ronald was half under the brush, I looked around. I looked up the distant river that lead to the H Block complex and the cliff behind, now looking small from this distance. 
Behind me was the lake, the other side invisible do the curve of the horizon, to my right, the river emptied into the lake a good half mile away, and t my left, grass covered hills as far as I could see.
Something caught my attention on one of the little hilltops a half mile away, in the direction the pigmy ran too. Movement. There it was, the pigmy we scared away. At least I assumed it was the pigmy we saw, until another stood next to it on the little grass covered hilltop.
Then two more appeared. We were now outnumbered, and on their turf.
Oblivious to the new danger, Junior yelled out, "There's an open area back here. A trail heads off to the left. I can stand up here, but I have to bend over. Want me to follow it?"
"No Junior. We got company. Get out of there as fast as you can."
When I said that, Ronald reacted with a start, and quickly jumped to his feet, looking in the direction that had my attention.
By that time there were six of the pygmy's.
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"Are there six of them," Ronald asked?
"Seven now."
"Junior," yelled Ronald, "get out quick."
We could hear Junior huffing as he scurried out and into the open, quickly standing next to Roland and myself.
"Let's get moving," I said, and there was no dissension.
We hustled towards where we had spent the night and grabbed our kits with the water bladders, jerky and spears, and headed off towards the river, taking a perpendicular track to reach the river as close to the H Block demolished city as we could take.
We all keep our eyes open behind us, watching the pigmy’s advance. There were now more than thirty.    
We were jogging as we made it to the demolished city jumping from H Block to H Block, till we were half way through, then glanced back. The pigmy’s had stopped before reaching the city perimeter, they stood there watching as we made it to the other side. The city, as it turned out, was from hill to hill and up the sides of the hills.
"You think they don't want to enter the city?"
"Good chance, Ronald. Lucky for us."
Junior added, "What if they were friendly?"
"Maybe they are, and maybe someday we can set up a meet and greet, scratch their backs and maybe they will scratch ours.
It occurred to us that at that time, we had a three Battie escort. We don't know when they joined us, but maybe like the Batties who protected us and helped kill the devil incarnate, we should take heed.
It would take another hour to reach the cliff face and begin the assent.

Bill awoke first, due to his universal jet lag, and packed his meager belongings. He had, like I said before, places to go, things to meet. He had to hit two star systems in the next couple days. There was a conference on xxxxxxxxxx for new enlighten soles, for planetary representatives who would later take on all of their planetary systems positive life force, and one day melt into the goodness of Godhead, like he had watched Jesus do just a
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Book of John, Order of the Universe II (THE DIVINE PLAN, Order of the Universe) (Volume 2) by Gary Randall Braithwaite (Mar 8, 2013)


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