art by Alucard’s Spirit
Agent Katie tempts fate by walking alone in the woods at night wearing… next to nothing!
My friend AlucardsSpirit and I brainstormed some ideas for our respective characters and came up with a fun little art and prose collaboration…what do you think? Think we should expand the idea some more?? Good! Because this is part 1, part 2 is here: Stolen into the Night (art by Alucard’s Spirit)
See his post here: Out for a Moonlit Stroll
Agent Katie leaned against the railing and took a deep breath of the clear night air. The scent of pine and the sweet aroma of the lilacs calmed her. There was nothing like a trip to her family cabin in the woods to ease her stress, and standing on the porch at midnight looking at the stars was a favorite peaceful activity.
After several weeks straight of intense casework (and one colossal lapse in her judgment), her superiors at the agency had insisted she take a two week vacation. At first she had resisted because she was so heavily vested in her case. But now that she was here, she was grateful for the time away to de-stress, reflect upon her mistakes, and put the whole sordid deal behind her.
The full moon lit up the woods well enough to clearly see the paths, so on impulse she decided to go for a stroll. There weren’t any neighbors for a half-mile in any direction, so she felt free to set off in her bare feet and blue silk robe–and once she was away from the cabin, she opened her robe to let the cool air caress her bare skin.
Glob the Space Toad grinned as he watched the video feed from his favorite drone. His targets never evaded him for long. When you’re an intergalactic hunter with advanced technology, almost unlimited resources, and an insatiable appetite, not even hiding in a remote cabin in the north woods will keep your prey hidden long.
“Ahh, yessss…there you are, my delightful Agent Katie…did you really think you could run from me?” He admired her shape in the blue silk robe she wore, and more than that, he appreciated the effect the cool night air seemed to be having on her through the thin fabric.
“Soon, my dear, you will be all mine…”
Continued in part 2 here: Stolen into the Night (art by Alucard’s Spirit)