The Doorknob Society (The Doorknob Society Saga)

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Authors: MJ Fletcher
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chuckled, okay so now I’m supposed to believe in little green things running around causing havoc.
    “You only know the mythical legends of gremlins. Gremlins are real. They come from the space between portals. Every once in a while one slips through into our world. They’re very fast and dangerous; we need to get out of here now.”
    But it was already too late. I heard the sound before I felt the gust of wind and grabbed Edgar hitting the floor once again. The sharp whoosh of air above us told me all I needed to know. That thing had been meaning to take our heads off. I rolled away from Edgar and he sat up with an uneasy gulp.
    “Thanks,” he said breathlessly.
    “How do they usually get rid of these things?” I asked peering around the corner to see if I could spot the gremlin. All I saw were other patrons tucked in hiding spots. At least these people were smart enough to stay out of trouble.
    “They usually send some Detective Inspector down to take care of it.”
    “How long does that take?” I was crossing my fingers hoping he would say right away.
    “As soon as they detect it, which is almost immediately, one should be here any minute.”
    “So we sit tight?” I sighed in relief. I wasn’t the type to turn away from a fight. But I didn’t think that I was prepared to engage in this type of fight.
    “Yes.”
    The word had barely left his mouth when I heard the scream. I spun around and gave a peek around the corner of the next aisle. I saw him... the gremlin. He hovered menacingly over a young girl who cowered in horror on the floor. I can’t say I blamed her. This was no little green monster. He was big, muscled and had thick arms. His face was so ugly I’d rather not describe it and drool, way too much of it, dripped from his mouth. Seriously, I hate drool.
    As usual, I didn’t take time to think. Instead I did what I do best... I reacted.
    “Hey ugly!”
    The monster turned on me, as if I had no business bothering him.
    “Uh, Chloe, what are you doing?” Edgar said barely above a whisper.
    I had no time for Edgar; I had a gremlin to deal with. “Yeah, you heard me. I’m talking to you. Did your mom hit you with the ugly stick one to many times or something?”
    The monster glanced at the cowering girl beneath him and then back at me. What can only be called its mouth curled into a drooly smile. That sealed it, I was glad I was taking this thing on. If he thought this was going to be easy he was in for a shock. I returned his grin, without the drool of course, and then took off running. I heard Edgar yelling after me.
    “Run, Chloe!”
    I didn’t have time to tell Edgar that I was way ahead of him on that point. Step one of my still-forming plan was to get big green ugly away from the girl. After that was... yet to be determined. Okay, so I’m not the best when it comes to plans.
    Whooshes of air rushed passed me as I ran, though from behind I felt a growing heat as the monster approached. It was gaining ground quickly. Edgar had said they were fast but I had no idea how well they maneuvered. I wanted to keep my head attached to my body. So as soon as I hit a cross aisle I grabbed a corner post and pivoted. Hot, fetid air whooshed passed and I realized the monster had made a grab for me and missed.
    I picked up speed, cut around corners and made as many quick turns as possible, creating a maze the gremlin would find difficult to follow and it seemed to be working. No bad breath nipped at my neck or heat clawed at my clothes. Instead I heard the gremlin snorting as it followed my scent and working its way through my maze. I came near the end of one aisle and skidded to halt so I could make another quick turn. Only a few feet from me stood the man who had cut off Edgar and me when we entered the Arrowhead. He smiled, though more sneered at me and my stomach turned, it was the man in black. I froze not sure what to do, he kept grinning.
    “You better keep running, girl, or you’ll get

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