Author’s note: I have been to the Denver Museum of Nature and Science, but I unfortunately haven’t been to either exhibit mentioned in this chapter. I might have a native Coloradan do some reconnaissance for me. Heh heh.
Vincent blinked. He was in his room. Wait, no he wasn’t. It was the room he was using in Denver. Right. He stood up and walked around a bit, letting himself get more coherent. He walked toward the door, put his hand on the doorknob, and ducked a lamp that was flying at him. He required a baseball bat, and swung at it. He missed. The lamp danced around a bit, and he swung a few more times. He finally hit it, and it stopped dancing around. He walked to the door again, and turned back to look at the lamp.
“Wait a second, I beat the hell out of that lamp. It should be in a million pieces, not just inanimate again. Meh.”
He opened the door and fell on his arse.
Vincent blinked. He was in his room. Wait, no he wasn’t. It was the room he was using in Denver. Right. He stood up and walked around a bit, letting himself get more coherent. He walked toward the door, put his hand on the doorknob, and walked out the door to the nearest office, knocking on the door.
There was an agent doing some paperwork, although there wasn’t much, and it looked like the agent wasn’t really focused on it.
“I’m Recruit Vincent. I’m on vacation here and-”
“I know. What is it that you wanted to ask?”
“Is my room haunted?”
The agent raised an eyebrow. “It shouldn’t be. Why do you ask?”
“Had a dream that I was assaulted by a poltergeist.”
“No kidding. Are there any known poltergeists in the Denver area?”
“Not for a while.”
“Damn. You know any good places to be touristy?”
The agent lowered his eyebrow. “Not really. I suppose the Museum of Nature and Science would be a good place to start.”
“That sounds fun. Thanks, Agent… ummm, Derp.”
“Derp? What? No, my name is Andrew.”
“You remind me a little of Jonathan.”
“Never met him, but we did communicate a bit when he was arranging your vacation. I’m glad you’re finding familiarity, at least.”
“Bah. There’s still snow on the ground out there.”
Vincent found that while there was an incredible amount of snow, the streets were cleared, the buildings kinda glowed, and it looked rather pleasant and a little serene. He resisted an urge to require the flamethrower again. The Museum of Nature and Science was an awesomely designed building, overlooking a park that again, was covered in snow. Vincent wondered how populated the park got when it was warm out. He walked inside, and re-required his suit (under the two jackets and trenchcoat.) It felt warmer against his skin, and he shed the outer layers as he wandered deeper into the building.
He walked through the space exhibit, and pictured the Space Core floating about through the place. He poked at a few of the interactive exhibits. This place was interesting, but kinda dull. It’d probably be more fun with friends who knew where the best stuff was.
He wandered over toward the prehistoric exhibit, glad that he never had to fight any of these fuckers. Hell, some of the fae he’d encountered weren’t even close to the size or apparent ferocity of these beasts. He looked at a clock. The museum would be closing soon. He didn’t want to leave, really, and couldn’t shake the feeling that he should stick around. He made a few requirements, and after a few minutes, he was alone.
“All right,” he whispered to himself, “let’s see what this place is hiding.”
He ducked as a lamp flew past his head.