The Adventures of the Invisible Man

By David Halliday

The moon slept in its garden. Clouds as thin as lace were tangled in the treetops. Bats flickered in and out of the high branches. Down below in the long grass the crickets were too loud. Two teeth shone like nuggets in the dirt. The headlights from the Jaguar crawled across a young woman who lay naked except for the bra around her neck. Blood ran out of each corner of her mouth giving the impression of a smile. A clown’s smile. A tear running over her cheek. Her eyes were closed. Her hands were bound behind her. There were teeth marks on her neck. Her legs were spread apart. There were scratches along her inner thighs, which were quivering spasmodically. Off to the side in the darkness someone was sitting on their haunches, whimpering. Why’d you make me do it?

• Language: English
• Publisher: David Halliday
• Release date: Nov 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370278664

David Halliday

I have published poems, short stories, plays, art works in reviews and publications across the United States and Canada. I have several published books:murder by Coach House Press. This book is a series of poems and illustrations set up like scenes in a movie, describing the murder, trial, and mob execution of an innocent man. Winner of the 2001 Eppie for poetry.The Black Bird by. The Porcupine’s Quill. This is a book of poems, illustrations and short prose pieces describing the fictional making of the John Huston film, The Maltese Falcon.Making Movies by Press Porcepic. This is a book of long poems, interviews, short fiction pieces about a fictional BBC documentary about a fictional Canadian film maker, Samuel Bremmer and his company of actors and colleagues. It follows his career through the creation of a series of his movies.Church Street is Burning, a book of poems, was a finalist in the 2002 Eppie for poetry.The God of Six Points, published by Double-dragon-ebooks. A man who believes he is a god believes he has murdered one of his subjects.Sleeping Beauty, published by LTD ebooks.com is a murder mystery. A woman lands in a small village where the only escape is to be murdered. Finalist in the 2003 Dream Realm Awards. Winner of the 2004 IP Book Awards.The Hole, published by LTD ebooks is one in a series of cop stories. There are unusual happenings in the quiet suburb of Islington. People have begun to disappear. And they have been disappearing for generations. For the soon to retire Sam Kelly, this is his last case as a detective. All the clues point to a mysterious hole, which appears to have no bottom.In 2007 I was short listed for the C.B.C. Literary Contest in poetry.

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The Adventures of the Invisible Man

By David Halliday

The Invisible Man Part 14

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The Adventures of the Invisible Man

The Invisible Man Part 14

1.Brittany Lacroix

He was funny. He made me laugh. Most of the guys you meet at the Diamond just want to see your tits and stick their fingers up your wazoo. He wanted to talk. His name was Paul. Paid me for half a dozen dances and asked me to sit beside him. He was good looking and was well dressed. Had a kind of little boy appeal. A swash, (is that the word?) of blonde hair fell over his eyes. Blue eyes. Marine like those pictures of the Caribbean. Open wide when he talked. Like a little kid telling you about the presents he’d gotten under the Christmas tree.

Ever seen an UFO? Paul asked. There was a bit of a stutter in Paul’s voice. Nothing that jumped out at you, but a kind of hesitation in his voice. I’m sensitive to stuff like that. My mother always said that I should go into nursing. On account of she was in show business herself and didn’t want her namesake in the same profession.

I shook my head. UFO? I thought he was talking about a European automobile. I know that a UFO is an unidentified flying object. I ain’t a moron. Guys are always coming into the Club and acting like they know everything and us girls were brainless. But Paul didn’t say the letters separately, but said it like it was one word. He wasn’t putting me on either. I could see that. He thought it was one word. Gosh, that’s cute. A guy screwing up a thing like that.

Thousands have seen UFOs, Paul said. Jimmy Carter saw one.

Jimmy Carter? I thought he was referring to a member of the Kiss band. My mother used to listen to them all the time. One of the band members was named Gene. I think another was named Jimmy. But who can remember anyone with all that makeup on? Mom dragged me to one of their concerts. I must have been about eight. That was the first time I got stoned. All that second hand smoke. Mom laughed when she saw how stoned I’d gotten. She thought it was cute.

Paul nodded. Before he was President. When he was still a peanut farmer. Ever heard of Roswell?

Should I? I thought Paul was quizzing me about someone’s pet. Roswell does sound like a dog’s name. Or a politician. Someone famous’s middle name. Gosh, I hate being quizzed on current events. It always makes me feel so stupid. Like high school. I could never do well in tests. Study all night and on the day of the test my mind would have a brain fart. Turn right off. Who cares about the War of 1812? So what if we beat the Americans. I wouldn’t go around advertising it. That didn’t seem too smart. They might want a rematch. For a while I watched the news religiously. CNN. But I couldn’t take it after awhile. They cover everything that happens. Every cat that was caught up in a tree and had to be rescued by the fire department. No offense to the parents of kids who get kidnapped in the mall, I mean it must be awful, but do I have to know about it? I mean, how can people live with that many things going on in their lives? And awful things. Ever since I saw that story about that mother who drowned her kids in the bath, I’ve taken showers. It’s too sad. I’m one of those people who always tries to see the glass half full. As opposed to those who see it empty.

In the early 50s, Paul continued, a flying saucer crashed into a field near the town of Roswell, Arizona.

I loved to listen to people like Paul. They make you feel as if there was a part of the world you hadn’t seen, not even heard of, some place real exotic, and they were bringing back pictures of it. Their words were like a slide show.

That’s a state, right? I asked.

Ya. Paul nodded.

Paul looked at me as if he hadn’t expected me to know that Arizona was a state. That made me feel good about myself.

Dozens of people saw the UFO go down, he continued. The first people at the sight of the crash found a huge craft.

Craft? I thought Paul had changed the conversation and started into a discussion about hobbies. For a time, I collected those little stickers on apples, oranges and grapefruit. I had scrapbooks filled with them. Until I got caught taking them off fruit I hadn’t bought. They were going to charge me with shoplifting. The store manager couldn’t understand why I would want to collect these stickers. It really bothered him. Why would anyone want to collect stickers off fruit? Why would anyone collect anything? That was my retort. A customer one time told me that God collected moments. In a scrapbook He called Judgment Day. He was a cheerless man. The customer, not God. Like his soul had been left out too long in the sun. Anyway, the store manager let me off with a warning. I told him that I owed him a free lap dance at the Club. But he never showed up. Too bad. He was sort of cute.

Paul took a sip of beer. He was so excited that some of the beer spilt down his chin. That was appealing. That he’d be so interested in telling me something, that he couldn’t control his mouth. You can never tell what can make a guy seem attractive. In one guy, being aloof and cool is a turn on. In another guy, it doesn’t seem to fit and the guy comes off looking like a pompous prick.

Paul looked at me, a little impatiently. God, I had to quit wandering off into my own thoughts.

A craft is a space ship, he explained. And this space ship crashed into a field. Discovered by a cowboy as he was out riding, looking for strays. The news was broadcast all over the world. Lots of people suspected that it was Russian. But this was no Russian plane. The military dragged several dead bodies out of the ship. Five aliens.

Aliens? Like ET, right?

Paul nodded. "Three were alive. They were pretty banged up but alive. The military doctors didn’t know how to repair them. Broken bones could be set but the organs were in different places than humans and looked different, and maybe there were organs that we didn’t have. An autopsy was done on one of the dead aliens. I don’t know what they learned. But one of the doctors that did the autopsy later died of a strange illness. His immune system had collapsed. The crash sight was cordoned off by the army. No one was allowed in for months. The next week