DEMBOW-BOWS CHILDREN AND THE STRANGE ENEMY

Some strange enemy sang Sherry’s mind. It had been two days since Sherry had killed her not-mom, as Zack said. Some strange enemy, some strange enemy The prophecy…it said something about tacos. That must be my strange enemy.


Bob was getting better at being blind every day. He could sense his way around the shelter they had built. Feel the broken tree branch..turn left. Feel the wall spot with the water bowl…open the door. He remembered what he felt, and soon, it felt as if he was walking normally again. “Hey, Sherry!” he called. Sherry came in, looking like she was paying attention to something else. “How ’bout we go to a Taco Bell, if we can find one.


Sherry did not know what to say. Of course, she wanted to eat, but she kept thinking of the taco army, and imagined a taco jumping out and killing her. “Sure”, she said finally.Maybe this was her destiny. Defeat the tacos.Maybe this was the right thing. “ZACK!” she called. Zack probably nodded, but she didn’t know. “HE CAN NOT SEE YOU, YOU KNOW”, Sherry snapped, then reconsidered what she said. “I CAN’T EITHER!”

Zack tapped her on the shoulder, then Sherry whispered to Bob, “Let’s go”


It took them five hours to find a taco bell. When they got there, he saw a sudden flash.

Bob, laughing.

Bob, leading a taco army.

Bob? BOB? His brother?

Zack felt pain, deep and fierce.

He had found his strange enemy.

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