Extraordinary Circumstances 6: What Things Go Bump in the Night

By Stephen B5 Jones

Hanich is a young man who pays attention, he works at a soup kitchen in a neighborhood known as the Academia where the oddest things sometimes happen. Now someone, or something, is stealing parts from all over. Why would anyone do such a thing? Episode 6 out of 11 in the story of Extraordinary Circumstances where the most unusual things happen.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Stephen B5 Jones
• Release date: Jul 28, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370682249

Stephen B5 Jones

Husband, Father, Philosopher, Bus Driver, Writer. Missionary.. but that's just today. I grew up in the U.S. southwest. I've been writing, sometimes coherently, since Jr. High. That was a long time ago.

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Extraordinary Circumstances

Episode Six:

What Things go Bump in the Night

(A Story of Christmastime)

A Cold Winter's Day

Opportunities to Help

The Boy who was Christmas

Mr. Umber's Creation

Previously: After the very odd events of the recurrent day, the neighborhood knows as the Academia has settled down to a normal pace toward the approaching Christmastime. Normal in a place which is an epicenter of the most extraordinary events is a thin facade which could be whisked away at any moment. What the reader has learned, and Hanich has yet to discover, is that the porcelain appliance on Mira’s face is a symptom of a strange and deadly condition.

A Cold Winter's Day

Mr. Blane said good-morning to his wife as he went through the kitchen and out of the back door of his flat. This was one of those times of the year when he was prone to worry, but his wife had taught him that when he was tempted to worry it was helpful to consider his blessings.

When he had started working he had married. His work was far away, but he had been blessed to find rooms on the ground floor for her in the Academia, where they had both grown up. Now he was blessed to be renting from his brother in law who understood how times can be tough, and how work can sometimes make up for coin.

At one time he had worked in the illuminatinium mines. It had been good hard work and had paid quite well. Unfortunately the malady had touched him. His eyes had turned to glowing red and he’d been put out of the company. If he looked too long at something with his red glowing eyes it would quickly heat up and was likely to burst into flames. Physically he was perfectly capable of work, he just had to take care where he looked and for how long. Few employees understood such things.

It had snowed again, less than an inch this time, and in the wake of the snow the air had turned cold. His breath turned to frost in front of his face. His jacket and his clothes were not as warm as they once were, some of the seams were no