Chris Fong
speaker
755 appearances
1 recordings
1 series
first heard Jul 2026
last heard 29 Jul
Chris Fong’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Behind her, wet and glistening from the hot rain, came three more just like her.
section three of the blue behemoth we scattered all of us hunting for a way out
there was only one door leading to the back and it was stoppered tight with men cursing and fighting to get through gow was crouched in a corner by the splintered wall i pulled bucky along thinking we might get in back of the kansans and sneak out i wondered what they wanted and i wondered where in heck you could hide a thing as big as gertrude and keep anybody from finding out
Somebody screamed briefly.
I saw one of the strange kansans toss the bartender aside like a dry twig.
Gow rose up in front of me with a queer staring look in his eyes.
Something's wrong, he said.
All wrong.
I... His mouth twitched.
He turned sharply and started to scramble through the wrecked hall.
Bucky and I were right on his heels.
I think Melak and some of his lobby gals were crowding us, but nobody was thinking about things like that anymore.
I knew what was eating Gow.
the fear that had looked out of capper's eyes the fear that was riding me fear that had nothing to do with anything physical bucky cursed and stumbled beside me and suddenly the four kansans let go a tremendous thundering scream the hair rose on my neck and i turned to look i just had to
gertrude had turned away from the booth they stood the four of them their huge black shoulders touching their crests like rows of petrified flame staring at what gertrude held in her arms it was capper's body
slowly with infinite gentleness she began to strip him he hung loose in the cradle of one great arm his flesh showing blue-white against her blueness her free hand ripped his clothes away like things made of paper
i don't know why nobody tried to shoot the beasts after the first second sheer panic i guess we could have killed them all then but we just stood looking fascinated by the slow intent bearing of capper's body and the strange fear it was on us all
kepper lay naked in her black arms she raised him slowly over her head her eyes blind green fires deep under bony brows the others drew closer shivering and i could hear them whimper strangers from the deep swamps with no stink of man on them i thought of the nahalli woman laughing in the hot rain death from the deep swamps because something had been taken and they were angry
There was a little black box strapped to Capper's thin white belly.
Gertrude shifted her hands a little.
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