Chapter 160: (Dorknyss) (2/2)
Hu'urmo'o stood stock still.
The lights came back on.
The Terran was staring down at Hu'urmo'o, arms straight out to the side, holding the edges of the cloak, his ebony hair slicked back, his bloodless lips pulled back to reveal his sharp predatory teeth including two long fangs.
The Terran hissed at Hu'urmo'o, then whirled in place, running down the hallway, arms outspread so that the cloak billowed out behind him, seemingly meters of cloth. He ran at the elevator, obviously intending on escaping. Hu'urmo'o could see the hallway and himself and the two security beings next to him in the door's reflective surface.
”AFTER HIM, YOU FOOLS!” Hu'urmo'o barked.
The two security beings clattered by Hu'urmo'o, galloping down the hallway.
Hu'urmo'o knew they had no chance to catch the Terran, who had almost reached the doors. Hu'urmo'o ground his cud impotently as the Terran reached the reflective door.
And slammed face first into it, thrown backwards by the force of his own impact, falling to the floor. The security beings had almost reached the Terran when the Terran suddenly stood up and lunged through the door to his left.
Hu'urmo'o almost rubbed his hands together as the two security beings rushed in after the Terran. He didn't even notice the faint fizzt feeling as he trembled with anticipation. That was Eighth Most High Gno'olo'o's office, and there was no way out.
When the door halfway between the elevator and Hu'urmo'o opened up and the Terran ran out, his cape streaming behind him, Hu'urmo'o's opened his mouth in shock and dropped his cud. The Terran went two doors down as the security Lanaktallan chased after him, opened the door and vanished into the office. The two Lanaktallan chased him, one of them completely oblivious to the fact his helmet was now on backwards. The Terran ran out a different door, the two Lanaktallan and Eighth Most High Gno'olo'o's mistress chasing him as he ran toward Hu'urmo'o and went into a different door.
The Terran came out a different door, the Lanaktallan out a third. They looked at each other and ran down the hallway to another door, disappearing inside. The Lanaktallan security beings ran out, one of them not noticing that on his back was a nude Terran female with golden hair wrapped around her nudity and throwing flower petals as the Lanaktallan galloped through a different door.
The two Lanaktallan security officers came out two different doors and watched as a nude Terran female, dripping wet with some kind of white cloth around her, stumbled out a door and into another one. The looked at each other and Hu'urmo'o saw their tongue fall out of their mouths, impossibly long, dragging on the floor behind them as they chased after the Terran female in a spastic, jerky, frantic gallop, who had left her towel behind when it caught on the door latch.
”Wow, they're blah bleh-blah bad at this,” somebeing said from right behind and next to Hu'urmo'o.
”I shall have them sent to the mines for this!” Hu'urmo'o swore, shaking his fist as both Lanaktallan ran out being chased by the naked Terran female, who was swinging an umbrella at the two security officers, one of whom was yelling ”WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP!” as they galloped through a third door.
He suddenly went stiff, turning and looking beside him.
The Terran stood there, nodding along, his cape wrapped around him, narrow at the feet and wide at the shoulders.
His two security beings rushed out of the office, one with a lampshade on his head and the other one with all kinds of red lip marks all over his helmet.
Hu'urmo'o pointed at the Terran. ”GET HIM!”
To Hu'urmo'o's horror the human jumped on his back, flipped something over Hu'urmo'o's head and pulled on it, causing a bar of metal to slide into Hu'urmo'o's mouth, yelled ”HI-HO, TINFOIL, AWAY!” and drove his heels into Hu'urmo'o's side. The Lanaktallan involuntarily squealed and galloped down the hallway as the lights flickered.
Both security guards were sitting on the bench, wrapped in a blankets that were ornately designed, headdresses made of colorful feathers on their heads, smoking pipes, watching stoically as Hu'urmo'o galloped by and into the just opening elevator doors, nodding to one another and going ”mm-hmm”.
The doors shut behind him.
Hu'urmo'o was found, on his side in a dead feint, next to his prized limousine.
The security beings who had found him looked at each other and shook their heads. They weren't going to bother the Council Security Most High during his scheduled nap. Although... it was weird that he had chosen to take his nap in the parking garage next to his limousine.
Maybe it was a trap to catch the Terran?
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Shmo'ogo'o looked over the reports of activity involving the Terran. In the last two weeks the Terran had spent all of his time terrorizing the entire city. Most High's were finding themselves stalked by the Terran, who mostly did nothing but stare. While some beings claimed the Terran interacted with them, no evidence of such interaction had ever been found on security tapes. With only a handful of exceptions, the Terran never appeared on video survelliance.
It was all so tiresome to Shmo'ogo'o, who found himself constantly being asked to look over video footage only to find nothing more than a panicked Lanaktallan Most High galloping in circles.
Outside lightning flashed and thunder peeled, shaking the windows of Shmo'ogo'o's home office.
The vidcom rang, showing an unlisted secure number.
Wondering who could be calling on his secure line this late at night, Shmo'ogo'o thumbed the button.
”Yes?” He snapped.
The voice on the other side was crackly, low and evil.
”Have you checked the children?” the voice asked.
The line went dead.