Sun Oct 07, 2012 11:15 pm
Wrestling the drop bear into submission, he pulled out his pistol and put the bear down.
After checking the drop bear was dead, he put away his gun and looked up. There was a man, ragged and dirty. An old man. A man that had the look of many tough years on him.
"Who are you?" Quin shouted to the man across street. It was laden with dust and dirt and ancient vehicles were scattered here and there, tires deflated and windows smashed. He waited for an answer but there was no reply.
Then the man spoke, "Are you looking for the Cinema Camera?"
"Yes. Who are you?" Quin replied.
The man continued staring across the street at him, then he replied.
"I'm a descendant of John Brawley."
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