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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

Short Story: Pneuma Kleptis pt.2

Pneuma Kleptis – pt2
by Lee Hulme

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Sam shuffled impatiently in her seat, cursing as her knee hit the underside of the wobbly table, slopping tea over the side of the mug as she waited for Ty to arrive.

Ty hurried in, hands deep in the pockets of his jacket, nodding as he passed by to order his own mug of tea, plus one extra. This task done, he sat down across from Sam, hands, red from the cold, wrapped around his mug.

“I swear I’m just gonna sew gloves to your coat sleeves, see if they can last you more than a week before getting lost.”

Ty grinned, “Least I only lose my gloves, not, say, patient medication charts.”

Sam laughed, “Oh one time! One time I did that! And I found it!”

“After we’d made a new one, sure.”

“OK but still. Once.”

Ty grinned then looked past her to the door, nodding a greeting at the new entrant, “Here she is.”

They both stood as the woman walked over, greeting Ty with a hug and Sam with a handshake.

“Nice to meet you Sam, I’m Jas.”

Sam shook her hand warmly and they all slid into their seats, Jas taking the chair opposite Sam.

“How do you know Ty?” Sam asked.

Jas smiled, “He didn’t say? We’re cousins. A number of times removed, but still, we don’t have much family so we make do with what we have.”

Ty nodded, “Yeah, my favourite cousin. The most famous and renowned Jas Achebe, studier of random and obscure epidemics of history.”

Jas shot him a sidelong glance and rolled her eyes. Continue reading