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"Somewhere Out There" - Part Three

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  Part Three             A dead mouse was lying on a table, and yet—somehow—Tyler and Jennifer were still craving cheese. It got worse when they arrived in Tammany Hall, at what was the Grand Wake of Mickey O’Hare, a mouse killed by a cat. Rania, Tyler, and Jennifer had no idea who Mickey O’Hare was; they didn’t suppose anyone in attendance at the wake did, not even Honest John, who collected O’Hare’s name as one of the ‘ghost votes’ for his campaign.             The whole matter was pointless to Rania, who sat at one of the tables in the proceeding. The table was actually just a thimble with a button glued on it. Rania would have enjoyed the cuteness of the design more if she weren’t so worried about Craig. She sat there while everyone else was focused on the drunken ramblings of Honest John—everyone except Tyler, who was kind enough to check up on her.  ...
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"Somewhere Out There" - Part Two

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  Part Two             All the mice at the street corner scurried in panic from the large black cat that had appeared. Jennifer drew her revolver and fired a few shots at the giant feline. She wished she had something more powerful, like a Mark 2 Lancer Assault Rifle. Unfortunately, the best option she could have used was locked away in the black archives vault at the Torchwood America hub. With her revolver, she was merely tickling the cat.             Once it had enough of her ineffective assault, the cat swiped her out of the way.             Rania didn’t catch sight of where Leeka’s small mouse body landed after colliding with one of the fruit stands. However, what truly captured her attention was the moment the large cat opened its mouth wide to unleash a powerful roar. Intrigued and feeling a surge of audaci...
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"Somewhere Out There" - Part One

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  Part One             New York City, circa 1885.             The corner of Grand and Hester Streets was bustling with activity – people traveling to and from, dozens of conversationalists chattering away, and the hooves of horses clomping away along the stone streets. Under any other circumstances, it would have been drowned out by the emergence of a tall, black rectangular alien monolith that materialized there on the corner, accompanied by loud hums and grinds.             However, the monolith wasn’t so tall at the moment. Nothing more than a small domino on the street.             It did, of course, make its usual noises upon dematerializing.             In actuality, the tiny monolith was a Type-...
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"The Great Hollywood Invasion" - Part Six

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  Part Six             Jennifer felt like she was in one of those montages in the movies—when a reporter or a detective went from door-to-door or place-to-place, asking questions to random people. The only thing missing was the peppy orchestral music and those swiping transitions that made the investigation appear quicker than it actually was.             If only it were that way, as she and her U.S. Army team stopped through all of the major studio lots in Hollywood—Warner Bros., MGM, 20th Century Fox, RKO, and Paramount. She tried not to get too starstruck over every famous movie star and film director that she questioned. It was General Powers’ bright idea to do the investigation under the guise of ‘susceptible communist activity,’ which only made the likes of Burgess Meredith and Burl Ives sweat more than they already had.       ...
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