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A GHOST OF SUBSTANCE

 

Part One

 

By Matthew Hawkins

 

I arrived at the station in a mad panic. The only thought that had survived the stress and confusion of the day was that I had to get the train. I couldn’t remember why. I just knew that the journey was very important.

        I scrambled onto the carriage as the whistle was being blown and collapsed into a seat, out of breath, utterly relieved. Still couldn’t remember the reason for the journey. I relaxed in the sure hope it would come to me.

 

I did a favor for this french girl I worked with on a cruise ship. She was an ice skater in one of the shows on the ship, and I was a sound technician from Canada. I fixed her macbook and gave her access to the movie collection I had on my computer. I called her Frenchy, she called me mon loup. While fixing her macbook and discussing things we missed from home, I mentioned how much I love Eggnog during the holidays, and she mentioned her ex-boyfriend used to sing her christmas songs in english while she was learning the language.

 

On Christmas eve after the evenings shows, we were celebrating the holiday in the S.O.B. (staff and officers bar) sharing a cigarette, and she handed me this strangely wrapped gift. I opened it to find a bottle of eggnog mixed with rum she purchased from a liquor store while we were in Miami. It impressed me so much she remembered that I liked eggnog, that grabbed her and the other girls from the ice cast, and set them down in the corner of the bar and told them to wait.

 

I quickly ran to the crew bar 2 decks below where there was a philipino party in rapid pace and grabbed a few of the maintenance guys who were playing guitars, and brought them up to the SOB. I setup a small performance area, turned on the PA we use for Karaoke, and called the attention of everyone in the bar, officers, managers, and even the Captain and his Staff Captain.

 

The philipinos started a beautiful medley and I proudly I began to sing Winter Wonderland to Frenchy, my beautiful Figure Skating Princess. The next song was directly to her, remembering what french I learned in school, I sang from a book she had, this song. As I sang this song, she got up and we danced, and it was if noone else was in the room. We drank that eggnog that night, and sang every christmas song we knew. Everyone got into the christmas spirit, and the Captain thanked me afterwards for bringing Christmas cheer to everyone in the room that night. (Christmas is a hard time to be working on a cruise ship, everyone is missing their family back home).

 

 

Chapter One: Their Meeting

 

Two people are stranded in a

cave-in, and become separated. One of

the two finds a hole covered by some of

the rocks, and he hears the second

person's voice from within the pit. The

buried person laments that his fate is to die

 

ooh.. jas.. look at this..

Project Rocket had an Evening Out With Your Girlfriend. My Heart Will Always Be the B-Side To My Tongue so Take This To Your Grave From Under The Cork Tree because it will give you Infinity On High

Project Rocket/Fall Out Boy [Split EP] is the official name of the album

Dani California is Wanted Dead or Alive. Punk Rock 101: Barely Breathing when The Bird and The Worm did the Shoulder Lean. Booty Man said Lying Is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off, but the real Thriller is Popcorn

the foo fighters are in the fray, but all they do is Fuel this Garbage. I hope Godsmacks them with his Goldfinger

I'm hungry, so I'm going to Linkin Park to get some Korn to eat, hopefully I don't step in a Puddle of Mudd and get Mudvayne on my shoes. Only Nine Days until Papa Roach comes to visit.. hopefully his wife doesnt come cuz She Wants Revenge. heres a Simple Plan, we'll Take Back Sunday and give her Three Days Grace. She's such a Tool, she worked at a store and she wouldn't give someone their Nickelback.

The all-american rejects andrew w.k when he eats black eyed peas and blind melon. the bouncing souls were bowling for soup while discussing why boys like girls and brick and lace. ceili rain came down at champs united next to club des belugas. daddy yankee told the crime mob that there'd be consequence without that theme park, copeland, to countdown the cranberries eaten by a crazy frog

theres a difference if you're Dead or Alive, because the Dead Can Dance... don't be Disturbed it's just the Course of Nature. someone Killed Hannah and The Killers are quite a Motley Crue

 

ooh.. jas.. look at this..

Project Rocket had an Evening Out With Your Girlfriend. My Heart Will Always Be the B-Side To My Tongue so Take This To Your Grave From Under The Cork Tree because it will give you Infinity On High

Project Rocket/Fall Out Boy [Split EP] is the official name of the album

Dani California is Wanted Dead or Alive. Punk Rock 101: Barely Breathing when The Bird and The Worm did the Shoulder Lean. Booty Man said Lying Is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off, but the real Thriller is Popcorn

the foo fighters are in the fray, but all they do is Fuel this Garbage. I hope Godsmacks them with his Goldfinger

I'm hungry, so I'm going to Linkin Park to get some Korn to eat, hopefully I don't step in a Puddle of Mudd and get Mudvayne on my shoes. Only Nine Days until Papa Roach comes to visit.. hopefully his wife doesnt come cuz She Wants Revenge. heres a Simple Plan, we'll Take Back Sunday and give her Three Days Grace. She's such a Tool, she worked at a store and she wouldn't give someone their Nickelback.

The all-american rejects andrew w.k when he eats black eyed peas and blind melon. the bouncing souls were bowling for soup while discussing why boys like girls and brick and lace. ceili rain came down at champs united next to club des belugas. daddy yankee told the crime mob that there'd be consequence without that theme park, copeland, to countdown the cranberries eaten by a crazy frog

theres a difference if you're Dead or Alive, because the Dead Can Dance... don't be Disturbed it's just the Course of Nature. someone Killed Hannah and The Killers are quite a Motley Crue

 

"What does this guy need 100 of these legs for anyway?" the female assassin thought to herself. "Oh well, I'm always on the lookout for more experience."  Moving further into the forest, she quietly slipped past mushrooms and stumps. After only a few moments of stealth, she found the haven she was looking for. Writhing upon the leafy forest floor, there stood 5 octopuses. "Great, this is almost too easy," she thought aloud. Moving into position, she readied two Subis, preparing to strike a deadly blow upon her targets. Unfortunately for her, there was a 6th octopod returning to the group.

 

Moving into position, the octopus flung itself forward, wrapping its slimy tentacles around the assassin's hands and feet. "NO!" she cried, struggling against the unyielding arms of her assailant. Flailing and thrashing, she was unceremoniously pulled backwards into the deep foliage of Sleepywood.

 

Most octopusses are androgynous, able to change their gender to match the needs of the current situation. Pinning the girl's arms behind her back, the monster slowly wrapped a free tentacle around the silky smooth leg of her Purple Fruits outfit. "NO! GET OFF!" she screamed into the unblinking eyes of the purple monstrosity. Pulling at the tight material, the fabric ripped easily, allowing the cool woodland breeze to play across her bare pussy. "AHH! YOU CAN'T!!" Realizing that her cries could attract more heroes to save her, the octopus did the only thing available to it. It shoved a free arm in her mouth.

 

"MMfff", she breathed around the pulsating member. Returning its attention to her body, the octopus continued to rend her armor. Ripping fabric away from her vulnerable body, she was left unclothed and very much bare. Taking a moment to view her splendor with all 4 eyes, the octopus started to make a very specific DNA change. Proteins chains joined, metabolic reactions fired, creating a new set of growth in the octopus. Now, all 8 legs were changed to not only allow movement, but reproduction.