Now the ogre chief sorceress had been hiding about a mile down the road
out of sight from the company of humans and as the mini-bus approached her hiding
spot it slow and stopped,as pre-arranged.
The bus driver got out and the two chatted over cigarettes and a bottle
of Ogre Joy Juice before they got down to the serious business.
The bus driver mentioned how Earl was getting old and senile,God,the beast
wouldn't have stood for a kick to the neck 25 years earlier.Piqued,the ogress got
into the bus and they drove down to the spot where the bus driver had last seen Earl.
The sound of the buzzing flies alerted them to where Earl was,hanging limp and
rather dead from a tree about a half mile off the road.The beasts eyes were already glazing over
and his last kill,a dragon slime covered cow carcass,lay on the ground below his splayed
taloned forefeet.
The two of them drove the minibus up to the dead dragons tree,and the
ogress climbed up the tree and did the grim task of cutting out the dragons heart.
Whilst that was going on the bus drive used the winches to haul the cow carcass
onto the roof of the bus,but being careful to put on his Haz Mat suit beforehand.
Then after the ogress got down on the ground and carefully put the bright red heart
into a sack,she got the driver talking about the four men and their attitudes
and their reactions to each another,life in general and apon first seeing Earl.
The two of them drove the mini bus with itsa grisly cargo to the
out of the way loading dock where the ogress sorceress usually had her special
deliveries made.
15 minutes later the bus driver was back on his usual rounds and though he guessed
what the ogress was up to,he wasn't talking,not him.