CHAPTER 21
Of the ten thousand special edition glossy copies of "The Scary, Hidden And Undeniable Truth" magazine featuring the Jackalope on the cover that hit the stands, a total of fourteen had been sold. By RCS standards, it was a smashing success. The fan letters had risen from three to a whopping five. Revenant felt entirely swamped by this deluge. He wondered how he could ever keep up with it. One letter did draw his attention as it seemed to be a letter summoning him to speak at some engagement. Outstanding, Revenant thought. Finally some real recognition as an expert in his field. First though, he would need to find out more about this "jury" that he would speak to and where this court house actually was.
CHAPTER 22
Revenant burst through the conference room door and then suddenly stopped when he realized that he didn't have his large black bag. He turned to right and noticed that the coat rack had been smashed to pieces. The large black bag was lying on top of the heap.
"Why is the coat rack in a hundred pieces?" asked Revenant.
"One hundred and twenty-three" Blinddog answered.
Revenant nodded, smiled and pointed at Blinddog. "Thanks for the attention to detail and the weird but dead-on Rain Man impersonation. Anyone else?"
"It was like that when we got here. Two hours ago, mind you." replied Alicat.
Revenant nodded at Alicat. He then walked over to the pile of wooden shards, retrieved his large black bag, dusted it off, threw it on the conference table and walked to the front of the room.
"Ok, sorry I'm late…"
"Again…" Nosfer said flatly.
"Yes, Mr. I-have-a-fancy-schmancy-watch-that-actually-works-and-everything. Anyway, first order of business. Oubliette has officially re-joined the RCS. Let us give her the official RCS welcome"
Oubliette graciously stood up and received a smattering of golf-claps followed by a bit of whooping and bellowing attributed to Bigfoot.
"Thank you, one and all. I truly appreciate the opportunity and look forward to contributing." Oubliette said as she sat back down.
"Alright, on to our next mission. And this time…we are broadening our horizons…"
This bit of news was met with very quizzical looks.
Blinddog asked "So…we're switching from bourbon to vodka?"
"No. Although…not really a bad idea." Revenant stood there a bit pondering if a switch of alcoholic beverages was needed for this particular case. Perhaps rum he thought. A nice aged rum has that deep caramel taste with just a hint of nuttiness. It might be perfect actually.
"You were saying?" Alicat said, breaking the silence.
"Right. We will be switching gears with this case. I've been looking a great deal at a certain aspect of the paranormal. An aspect that needs the big, sticky stamp of the RCS all over it. We are going after…a ghost!"
Everyone raised their eyebrows at this news. The coat rack, if still in one piece, would have been absolutely livid at this audacious display of eyebrow raising.
"That's right…ghosts! The main problem with ghost hunting is they forget the number rule of the RCS…which is?" Revenant pointed to Blinddog.
"If it ain't big, it ain't squat!" Blinddog said with the gusto that befitted the glorious first rule.
"Absolutely! And I have found us a ghost as big as a train."
"What is it?" asked Oubliette.
"A ghost train…" Nosfer whispered.
"It's…" Revenant glared at Nosfer "…a ghost train." as his voice trailed off.
CHAPTER 23
"Back in 1923, the Randi Express No. 13 derailed. Oddly enough, no person was injured, although three goats met their untimely demise. The Ye Old Woo Train Station closed shortly after and has been abandoned since. The Randi Express No. 13 is said to still barrel it's way through the Skeptical Forrest. The Ye Old Woo Train Station will be our first destination. I have video from an eye witness."
Revenant took a few minutes trying to figure out how to play the BETA tape in the DVD player.
"Due to techincal difficulties, the eye witness account shall be reenacted."
Revenant walked over to the closet and pulled out a sock and a marker. He pulled the sock over his left hand and carefully drew eyes and a mouth on it with the marker. He then walked back in front of the group.
In an odd and scratchy voice, he said "Hello. My name is Mrs. Higglesworth. It was a dark and stormy night…"
Thirty-seven minutes into the presentation, Alicat leaned towards Oubliette and whispered "Is he serious with that sock puppet?"
Oubliette whisphered back "I'm afraid so, dear."
"Shhhh…" whispered Blinddog. "I can't hear Mrs. Higglesworth."
CHAPTER 24
After the two and half hour interview with Mrs. Higglesworth was over, Revenant, although now quite hoarse, continued.
"Due to past…'inconviences'…with our supplies, I have arranged it so our interns will have all of our supplies and equipment at the first location."
"Interns?" asked Alicat. "We have interns?"
"Yeah. Who picks up your dry-cleaning?" asked Revenant.
"I do."
"Who washes your car?" asked Nosfer.
"I do."
"Who checks under your bed and in your closet before you go to sleep and if you're still scared, who makes you hot coco with the tiny little marshmallows?" asked Blinddog.
"What? You guys have interns?" shouted Alicat.
"We always have. You think we actually have the time to do anything ourselves?" Revenant asked and just shook his head.
"One last order of business before we go."
"Wait! Why don't I have an intern?" shouted Alicat.
"Although Oubliette is a founding member of the RCS, she has been away for quite some time. Do you think she needs any re-training?" asked Revenant.
"Re-training?" Oubliette asked.
Revenant and Nosfer looked at each and began to slowly nod.
"What kind of re-training?"
Revenant and Nosfer looked at each other again and at the same exact time, they said the word "tigers."
"I am not doing the tigers again. Four times is quite enough, thank you."
Revenant sighed. "Fine. You're right. You're right. You've paid your dues I suppose. Let's get going."
As the team filed out of the conference room, Alicat was still sitting there. "Hey….what about my intern?"