Headquarters

(Ray)

Ray carried an old, brown leather travel bag to the trunk of the car. He pushed the other bags away to make space and slid in the new one before closing the trunk shut. He took a look at the red Hyundai which now gleamed brightly underneath the afternoon sun. It had taken him and Meghan quite a while to remove the bodies of the Critters and wipe the blood off the metal to get it to look like this. Ray could feel the tension in his arms even though he wasn't holding anything up at the moment. He hadn't worked his muscles this much even when he briefly joined the gym all those months ago.

"This is going to feel much worse tomorrow morning." He said to himself and sighed.

He then headed back to the front of the house where Ravi sat gallantly in his wheelchair. The rifle he had used to snipe the Critters rested across his lap.

"Looks like we're all set to go." Said Ravi.

"Pretty much. Now all that's left is to get you inside the car." Ray told him.