ROBERT MORRISS: CANNIBAL SLAYER

"Red knee spider" is "code" for Red Leg Jay-Hawkers... Dragoon Yanks from NY, fighting in the "Free States" of Missouri, Kansas, etc, during the CONFEDERATE War. Great Grand Pa Bolling/Bowling told about how "Q", Jesse & Frank and Gangs shot 'em up... taking NO prisoners. Phone call was from JJ III wanting to SILENCE the QUEST for GOLD... "in those hills"; "Q" was the "EYE"...
 

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Wishing to not be noticed utilising the library , a quick stop at the hardware store with the local areas only source of boy scout supplies allowed the acquisition of a pamphlet of morse code for scouts.
A refresher seemed in order....
 

ECS said:
As the owner of the property studied the map, the man looked down at the eye recovered from the springwell bottom.
THE GLASS EYE BLINKED!
The man stepped back in reaction, then shaking his head doubting that he had really seen that, he once again approached and stared down at the glass eye.
THE EYE BLINKED AGAIN AT HIM-ALL KNOWING!
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***ARC does a three stooges impression and pokes the glass eye... Nyuk nyuk nyuk ***

Wise guy aye ? :P
 

AARC said:
ARC does a three stooges impression and pokes the glass eye... Nyuk nyuk nyuk
Wise guy aye ? :P
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A beam of light forth from the glass eye engulfing ARC who began to spin inside the beam.
MR and Mrs ,along with the landowner stared open mouthed in wonder.
FLASH!
In an instant, the beam collapsed and ARC was gone.
The three observers turned, and ran for the very lives.
 

Rebel - KGC said:
COSMIC... VERY Cosmic!
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ARC suddenly found himself standing on a Florida beach being pelted by wind and rain.
Looking out into the Atlantic, Arc watched as wooden ships were tossed with their sails and riggings ripped by the assaulting hurricane winds.
As he observed men in the waves reaching for whatever they could grab to keep from drowning, ARC realized that the glass eye in Virginia had transported him to 1715 and he was witness to the destruction of a treasure fleet.
Noticing something tossed about in the surf, he wadded out and seeing it was a small chest, brought the chest ashore and up onto a dune.
It was padlocked, but shaking it, Arc was convinced that wonderful treasure was inside.
Then a chilling thought entered his mind- would he be able to return to his own time?
 

releventchair said:
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Watching him followed by a haze of dust both visitors sensed this scene was generations old on this same field.
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Having arrived at the foot of the hill after an all day and night drive from Florida, he saw three running down the hill pursued by a haze of dust that was beginning to take a solid appearing shape.
Breathless, the man who had called him about the eye pounded on his car's window, as he was lowering it.
"It got ARC! It got ARC"!
"What got ARC"?
"The glass eye got him with a cloud of dust, a beam of light, and a mighty flash. GONE"!
"Speaking of a cloud of dust", exclaimed the arrival from Florida while pointing in the direction from which they fled,"What in the name of all reason is that"?
 

'Tis the ALL SEEING EYE! Found in Masonic Lodges, Illuminati Temples, Jewish Temples... the DOLLAR BILL!
 

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The smell of ozone filled the air as the "dust" cloud was taken a shape.
There was a rustle , sounding like a snap, crackle, and pop cereal when hit with milk, building into a deafening cadence.
In front of the four the cloud had solidified in a face, glowing red eyes glared down upon them.
Then the evil maw of a mouth opened and something spilled forth and tumbled to the ground.
A beam of light flashed and the giant dust cloud face was gone.
They all gathered around what was spewed from that apparitional face, as it slowly rose from the ground.
Covered in slime, it was ARC clutching tightly to a small padlocked chest.
"Pffffff fffff fffffffff t! What a long strange trip its been", ARC quipped wiping slime from his brow.
 

ECS said:
The smell of ozone filled the air as the "dust" cloud was taken a shape.
There was a rustle , sounding like a snap, crackle, and pop cereal when hit with milk, building into a deafening cadence.
In front of the four the cloud had solidified in a face, glowing red eyes glared down upon them.
Then the evil maw of a mouth opened and something spilled forth and tumbled to the ground.
A beam of light flashed and the giant dust cloud face was gone.
They all gathered around what was spewed from that apparitional face, as it slowly rose from the ground.
Covered in slime, it was ARC clutching tightly to a small padlocked chest.
"Pffffff fffff fffffffff t! What a long strange trip its been", ARC quipped wiping slime from his brow.
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Hmmm. " Long strange trip".

" JB an me an I'm flashin my keys ( kilo's ) down on mainstreet"...

Maybe having been coughed up with the box ,ARC can Pfffft ,cough- cough-cough up a key !
 

releventchair said:
Hmmm. " Long strange trip"...
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"Ah", said the landowner, "the Grateful Dead. Saw them at Virginia Poly in Blacksburg, back in '78".
"HEH! I just grateful to be alive and back in my own time. HEH!", was ARC reply.
"What's in that chest and where did you get it", asked the man's wife?
ARC ignored that question, instead turning to the arrival from Florida, "Can you give me a ride to my motel"?
"Sure thing. I need to put some distance between what we all saw and my thoughts on that matter".
 

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"Ah", said the landowner, "the Grateful Dead. Saw them at Virginia Poly in Blacksburg, back in '78".
"HEH! I just grateful to be alive and back in my own time. HEH!", was ARC reply.
"What's in that chest and where did you get it", asked the man's wife?
ARC ignored that question, instead turning to the arrival from Florida, "Can you give me a ride to my motel"?
"Sure thing. I need to put some distance between what we all saw and my thoughts on that matter".
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" ARC ,wait a minute" said the landowner. Did you see the eye?"
" All kinds of stuff in there ...wait ,ya ,I think so" and ARC started fishing in the eighty pockets of his adventuring vest with the world map on it's inner lining.
" Oooops ,that's not it he grinned and dropped the blunts back in a pocket ,then continued to pull up and drop several more curious objects before " walla!"
Producing the eye and handing it to the land owner ,who raccooned it around till spotting a round outline on the optic nerve side.
Opening the pen knife on his watch chain he gently probed around the outline ...then with a " snap" a disc shape hinged open.
"ARC, you wouldn't have a watch /clock winder would you?".

More fishing ( and only having to search until pocket number sixtytwo this time) and a watch ,chain,fob,penknife,and winder were produced.
" Too big" the landowner grumbled and ground the two teeth in turns on the concrete till they fit.
A gentle winding and the eye began blinking morse code again.
" Careful folks , don't look at it directly" he said ,already counting the dots/dashes and sequences.
 

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ARC had enough of that eye and got that ride to his room at the Blackhorse Motor Inn, a family run motel.
As he opened his tool kit retrieved from his car thoughts of what was in the chest occupied his mind.
He was well aware of what Kip Wagner had discovered and recovered from the 1715 Fleet, and here he had a chest "fresh off the boat".
Working a screwdriver in the keyhole of the padlock, the 16th century locking device gave way easily.
Arc's heartrate rose wondering if gold chains, emeralds, silver bars were to be found as he lifted the chest's lid.
Inside he found semi round stones , no gold, no silver, no jewels.
"BEZOAR STONES"!
 

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