Dave Rippley awoke bound hand and foot to a steel chair in a dimly lit room with a table over which hung a circular light. On the other side of the room sat a large man with a square jaw and the most creepy green eyes he had ever seen. Upon seeing that Dave had awakened, he stood to his feet, a cruel smile on his lips and leaned towards his captive a raspy voice betraying a Russian accent.
” So you finally wake up after your little sleep. I thought maybe you sleep forever with me waiting right here for nothing”.
Just then the door opened and a young lad entered the room, his eyes darting between Dave and the big man. The large man simply waved his hand in the boys direction without taking his eyes off his prisoner.
“Go get your uncle lad and tell him our guest has decided to join our little party”.
With that the youth quickly left the room and the Russian picked up what seemed to be a sharp steel device from off the table turning it over in his hands keeping those cold green eyes on Dave’s. It was then the young man noticed that there was a whole array of similar instruments laid out all over that table including one that was attached to a large steel box on the floor. These resembled something that a person would jump start a car with. Dave knew that this was no social gathering and that this man was not here for friendly banter.
The door opened once again and in came a more slender yet tall man dressed in black with the young lad trailing behind, a sheepish look on his face. The youth quickly toke a chair and sat in the far corner. The man in black rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and did not even look at Dave as he began to speak.
“So you are from the farm in the next valley are you not”?
The man did not even give the young fellow a chance to answer but simply continued on.
” There just so happens to be a fellow I once knew who lives there as well. You would be aware of him I’m sure…a certain Fred Casper”?
Dave simply nodded his head in bewildered acknowledgement as Gorbel rambled on.
” I am also sure that you are well aware that he is quite the accomplished scientist…no?!….And that he has a number of rather peculiar devices capable of some amazing things correct”?
Dave sat there bewildered by the things this man was saying and it must have shown on his face because Gorbel became irritated at this point and pulled something from his pocket. It was at the last second that young Rippley saw a metallic flash from the brass knuckles because he felt it a second later as Anson Gorbel punched his full force in the jaw. Dave’s head snapped to the side and the room spun around him. Something warm oozed from his mouth onto his lap as he shook his head and looked up into the dark and evil eyes of this complete stranger. The mans voice was cold and to the point as he continued to speak.
” Let me be very clear with you, I want to know all about this technology Casper has and where he keeps it. You had better level with me right now if there is any desire inside that pathetic head of yours to go on living”.
Dave could see that although this man was slender, there was quickness and power in that frame because he never saw the next punch coming as it slammed into his stomach sending what remained of the picnic lunch he and Loraine had enjoyed all over the place. Two more wicked uppercuts to the face sent the young man back into a state of unconsciousness. No one had noticed the big Russian leaving the room but Gorbel turned around upon his return with both quickly leaving following a brief exchange in Russian. The lad in the corner soon followed leaving Dave, head on his chest and blood streaming all over the place. The young man had no clue how long he was out , but what happened next seemed to him an illusion as the steel door in the room melted away into a pool of molten liquid and starring at him from the floor of the outer hallway was a creature resembling a toad.