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the vampire bat -and Stafford. Stafford was torn open. Obviously dead. The canister containing Factor Q was nowhere to be seen. The giant black bat was preoccupied, too preoccupied to notice the approaching red bat and its human cargo. The vampire More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone bat had the mans carcast in its beak and was shaking it, state department travel warnings

its blood into the jaws of its three hellish bat-chicks. Rockson had his shotpistol up; they approached at enormous speed. I have to see if the canister is in the nest - attract its More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone attention with a near pass. Get it to follow us. Starlight whispered something into their mounts ear and the law day

bat began screeching an angry attack litany. Now the creature of darkness shifted and dropped the human body alongside the bat-chicks. Rockson could hear the three smaller More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone black bats screech for their supper, angry that they had been cut off from the warm blood feast. The mother bat shifted and took state department travel warnings

the air. Rockson saw the canister teeter-tottering on the edge of the nest where it had lodged. If it fell from its More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone current position, it would drop a few hundred feet and hit sharp rocks. And probably crack open, releasing its death to the world. But if the canister could be dropped in swine flu april 30

fiery lava river it would be instantly vaporized. Cleansed. Destroyed. The red bat swung into a More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone long arc of escape as the black mother bat followed, shrieking. It wanted to drive them from the area of its offspring. Motherly instinct - even in hell itself. Rockson shouted, Lose it in the smoke clouds, white tea

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out of the More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone clouds of steam and sulfur. But to his relief, the canister was still on the edge of the nest, jammed between two pipes-for now. Dive in, get the canister, drop it in the lava, Rock screamed. The red bat dove, and at that moment the black bat More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone swooped out of the obama teleprompter

and screeched a horrible challenge. It probably meant something like Dont get near my kids, and Rockson knew it meant it. Get the canister, he shouted. He started firing his weapon over his shoulder, aiming for the fierce orange-glowing eyes of the nest More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone defender. He really didnt expect to kill the thing - robert gould shaw

knew how many shots that would take, even point-blank - or if it were possible at all. But he hoped to slow the attack enough for their own bat to snatch the canister up. The vampire More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone bat was hit, the X-pattern shots from his pistol smashing fist-sized holes into the thick skin robert gould shaw

the flying creature. It veered off, screaming a different tune, its mouth dripping blood. Ra-we-naks claws scratched the canister as it flashed by the nest, but only succeeded in dislodging More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone it. The canister careened down toward the jagged rocks far below. Catch it, catch it, Rock yelled, and the bat dove with all swine flu april 30

power at its disposal. It would be close. And no second tries this time. Please God, please, Rock begged the Almighty. Please let it be More Page More Page More Page More Page Doug Buffone caught. Willy Mays couldnt have made a better save-the-game catch. Ra-we-naks left claw closed around the canister Jus.

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