Category: Sketch of Sam Monroe

𓇽. The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 9.5 – Nullification 𓇽.

𓇽. 𓇽. 𓇽. 𓇽. 𓇽. “Well you’re certainly supposed to be dead.” “Am I?” “Yes.” “I am dead?” “Yes.” “And what are you?” “This again…” “Do you consider a period a sentence?” I was tired of being riddled by ghosts. “Well, sonny Jim I’ll…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 9.4 – Cameron

Stunned and speechless I wheeled around. How familiar. I knew this face. This face that smiled at me with thin lips. “Gr…grah..am?” I stuttered. The lanky tweed clad thing chuckled. “Hardly.” I just gawked. “That fool nephew of mine has gotten you into quite…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 9.3 – Marooned

It had taken some time to locate the third tree. As I burst through the canopy I saw that the balloon had stopped. The thing hovered over the thicket about a football-field away. ‘Shit.’ Had they seen me? How would they? There would be…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 9.2 – South-East

My task now lay in tracking. A task rendered doubly difficult due  to the need for stealth. I didn’t know if the balloon was friend or foe. If I found a suitable tree every mile or so I would follow the UFO. Since it…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 9.1 – Rope

That’s not right. That tree wasn’t there. None of this was there. I’d looked down at the trail. I’d looked for only a few seconds. Schmidt was behind me. Lucas just ahead. The sounds of our over-encumbered out-sized expedition echoed all around. Now there…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 9.0 – Pop Quiz

“I see that the test went swimmingly.” Thornton’s corny dad joke landed dully in the comm tent. He ignored the silence and our high-res grimaces. “If these coordinates are to be believed you boys are less than a month’s trek from your destination.” We…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 8.9 – Schulze

“Roderick!” Something wet and foul registered. “Roderick! …wake up….!” My hand closed round a cold roughness as I yanked it from my forehead. My eyes followed the motion panning left and to the floor. There lay a disgusting rag. “Wake up you sloppy drunk!…