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\chapauth{invision}
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\chapter{Creature Of The Night}
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Bavarious. Luke Bavarious. I'm a detective. I carry a baretta. A
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baretta so powerful only one man can handle it. And that man's name
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is Bavarious.
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Luke Bavarious opened the door to exit the doughnut shop when he
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heard it. Or at least he thought he heard it. He thought he was
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hearing things again. Or was he thinking that he was thinking that
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he was hearing things again? He glanced down the dark alley to his
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right. He was definitely not thinking he was hearing things. The
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creature exploded forth from his midnight fortress of cardboard
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boxes oozing with the sludge from the rain soaked streets. The
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creature exploded towards Luke Bavarious. The creature was vomiting
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tears from its neck.
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Luke Bavarious calmy took a drag from his Lucky Strike cigarette,
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then flicked it lazily, as if patting a dog on the head. He then
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drew his baretta. He aimed it. He slowly squeezed the trigger as
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one would squeeze a small centipede or other insignificant animal.
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The shots rang out through the night, with the force of a
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jackhammer shredding through the creatures skull. The creature
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stopped dead in its tracks and slowly fell to its knees. It fell
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from its knees to its belly, all the while vomiting from every
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available creature orifice it could muster.
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Luke took a swig from his flask of EverClear 100% all natural grain
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alcohol hidden inside his duster. He placed the flask back inside
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his duster. He vomited. He approached the creature{\ldots}
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``Oh no. Oh God, NO!''
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It was grandma.
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