Outlanders Page #7

A short story I intend to build into something bigger. It details my experiences, as well as the experiences of others I served with, during our tours in Iraq.

• Science fiction

								


“That you?” Griff asked as he swallowed a drink of water from his glass, ignoring the debris and filth caked to it.

It nodded, an oddly human gesture that was discomforting when done by this creature.

“Like what you saw in there?” Griff asked angrily.

“No.  Not at all.” It whispered.  

It eyed him with those large disks.  

The alien reached out, offering Griff’s Revolver back to him.  Griff took it, eyeing it suspiciously as he holstered his weapon.  

“What the f*ck do you want, Death Eater?” Griff asked angrily

“I want you to catch an outlaw,” It whispered, its raspy voice a faint echo within his head. 
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