Thursday, November 4, 2010

Saboo, the Tiger

By Raymond Nichols.

He sat and stared at the blank page before him. He was a pro who had never had a loss for words. and now..."If Andrews loses, the beast will just be hunted by another. If Saboo were to lose, I'd be out of a job..."

"Dr. Andrews had been waiting for this chance for years. At last, it had come. He was face to face with the biggest, meanest tiger in all of the jungle. The cat had crouched and was ready to pounce on him. He slowly cocked the gun and waited. His shot would have to be true. If he winged the beast, he would be its next victim."

He stopped."Maybe I should call it all off. Jerry did such a magnificent job with the drawings, but heck, people are tired of the tiger always winning. I've been doing the same old crap for years. Saboo always wins. It's not right."A long, mindless stare at the wall."Yes. thats what i'll do. i'll kill the tiger. The readers will devour it."He turns to the typewriter. Banging like a crazed madman. He hears a noise at the back door. He ignores it. He keeps typing. another noise louder. He keeps typing...

The next day, the inspectors stand over the body."No sign of forced entry. must be a suicide."

"Looks like he was attacked by a large animal to me."

"But the doors were all locked. and the house is empty.

"How could he have torn himself apart like that alone?"

The inspectors scratch their heads as fresh blood drips from the top of the desk.

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