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Cloudy Skies Chapter 7Chapter 7
Murdoc sat in his little space in the basement flipping through one of his spell books looking for a way to ease the intensity of Noodle’s dreams if they did come back. The man wasn’t all about hexes, curses, and dark spells as the current book contained nothing but white magic. A few days had passed since he and Noodle had their little talk in the backyard and the girl asked him the next morning to keep their conversation a secret. He asked her if she had been dreamed again, and Noodle said no but didn’t rule anything out. Both knew it had only been three days and it was too early to tell if another nightmare would come along. As he kept flipping through the tan pages, his mind bought him back to the day it all started.
Murdoc sat on the couch staring at the color television as Cortez was perched on top of a chair adjacent to the couch. He looked up when there was a knock on the metal door. “What?”
Cloudy Skies Chapter 6Chapter 6
Deep into the Mind
It was all going wrong. Horribly wrong. Those weren’t the helicopters that Murdoc hired to shoot fake bullets at the island or her. Those were real bullets and bigger helicopters. The fifteen year old girl peered from behind the wooden door to see her floating island in flames and going down quick. Dark clouds filled the sky and the only thing she could hear were the heavy whirr of the chopper blades. The girl then found herself clinging to the sides of the door as the island plummeted down into the gorge. Seeing that she only had minuets to escape, she quickly ran up the stair as fast as she could, grabbed the parachute that was meant for her, and jumped out the broken back window. As she fell, she watched her beloved windmill crash into the ravine below. She noticed one of the helicopters release a bomb and the blast of it knocked her further away from the site and into the wall of rock. Managing to land on a grassy cliff, Noodle tumbled a
Cloudy Skies Chapter 4Chapter 4
“Why are we even doing this?”
“Because we were assigned to do it.”
“It's boring, we're one of his top people and we shouldn't be on some lowly spying mission. A couple of the new recruits could be doing this.”
“He has a reason and I'm not one to question him and either should you.”
The woman in the driver's seat scoffed at her partner's pathetic attempt to scold her. Returning her eyes to the store that was across the street she sighed in boredom. “You see anything Nate?”
Sitting in their black BMW, the man and woman were part of the Black Cloud, two of the highest members of the gang. Both were ruthless when it came to doing their jobs. If the boss wanted someone snubbed out they were the ones to do it. One would play the bait while the other took the kill. No one ever survived their attack. The two were given the order by their boss to spy on the Gorillaz because h
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