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Short Story: Pneuma Kleptis pt.6

Pneuma Kleptis pt.6

by Lee Hulme

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Jas was no closer to any sensible answers when her phone buzzed again. After texting between naps all the way, Ty was getting close to home.

“About half an hour away I think, cuz.”

“Well done Ty, ‘ll wake Sam and we will be at the front of the station to meet you..”

“You’re the best, cuz. Thanks.”

“I’m glad you’re finally able to acknowledge that. We’ll see you shortly.”

Jas woke Sam, brushing off her half-awake grumblings about not being woken earlier and ushering her out to the car.

Arriving at the station, Ty was waiting outside and headed immediately for the car, “By your faces I look about as crappy as I feel,” he said, climbing into the back seat. Continue reading

Short Story: Pneuma Kleptis pt.4

Pneuma Kleptis pt4
by Lee Hulme

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“If anything approaching the word ‘aliens’ leaves your mouth, I will punch it,” Jas warned as they walked from the cafe, headed nowhere in particular.

Ty slammed his mouth closed in a hurry and glanced at Sam, who was looking decidedly curious. He gave a theatrical sigh and ginned at Jas as she glared back, trying to conceal a smile. “Aw, ya love me cuz.”

Jas mused, “Sometimes.”

Ty snickered.

“My cousin here managed to watch Invasion of the Body Snatchers when he was still young enough to be innocent and impressionable,” Jas paused, “Well impressionable anyway.”

Ty flashed an impish grin.

“So for months he was diagnosing everybody as a pod person. Then came Men in Black and The Thing and Aliens and the Lord only knows what else, and every time he decided it was real.”

Ty shrugged, “Hey, you don’t know it’s not real. Not really. You’ll be lookin for help when they try and take over, and I might just let you get munched.” Continue reading

Short Story: Pneuma Kleptis pt.3

Pneuma Kleptis – pt3
by Lee Hulme

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Sam sat on the sofa a while longer, occasionally checking the phone to reread the text. Was it a warning or a threat? She couldn’t tell.

She toyed briefly with the idea of calling Ty, then settled for sending him a text.

Anything weird happening where you are?

A few moments later the reply buzzed through.

Had to unplug the tv to turn it off. And the microwave. You?

Sam replied with a quick recap.

OK. Weird.

Came the reply, followed by:

Fancy some caffeine? Know I ain’t sleepin again.

20 minutes later, hands wrapped around steaming cups of tea, Sam showed Ty the strange text message.

Ty frowned, “Even if it’s a warning it’s a pretty clear one. But who else knows?”

Sam shook her head, “I thought just me, you and Jas, but now I wonder.”

“Well Jas wouldn’t have told anyone, not even if she thought they’d help, not without letting us know.”

“We should call her.”

Ty nodded and checked the time, “We don’t wanna wake her up though, trust me,” he grinned, “Did that once when we were kids – never again.” Ty typed a text and they waited for Jas to wake up. Continue reading