The Doomsters (2011)
“Just outside the city limits, where the highway dipped down from the bluffs toward the sea, I saw a huddle of cars on the shoulder. Two of the cars had red pulsating lights. Other lights were moving on the beach.
I parked across the highway and got the flashlight out of my dash compartment. Before I closed it, I relieved my pockets of the gun and the blackjack and locked them up. I descended a flight of concrete steps which slanted down to the beach. Near their foot, the vestiges of a small fir...e glowed. Beside it, a blanket was spread on the sand, weighted down by a picnic basket.
Most of the lights were far up the beach by now, bobbing and swerving like big slow fireflies. Between me and the dim thumping line of the surf, a dozen or so people were milling aimlessly. A man detached himself from the shadowy group and trotted toward me, soft-footed in the sand.
“Hey! That’s my stuff. It belongs to me.”
I flashed my light across him. He was a very young man in a gray sweatshirt with a college letter on the front of it.MoreLess
I parked across the highway and got the flashlight out of my dash compartment. Before I closed it, I relieved my pockets of the gun and the blackjack and locked them up. I descended a flight of concrete steps which slanted down to the beach. Near their foot, the vestiges of a small fir...e glowed. Beside it, a blanket was spread on the sand, weighted down by a picnic basket.
Most of the lights were far up the beach by now, bobbing and swerving like big slow fireflies. Between me and the dim thumping line of the surf, a dozen or so people were milling aimlessly. A man detached himself from the shadowy group and trotted toward me, soft-footed in the sand.
“Hey! That’s my stuff. It belongs to me.”
I flashed my light across him. He was a very young man in a gray sweatshirt with a college letter on the front of it.MoreLess
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