causing gasps of fear among the passengers huddled in the dark mail cars, and the rail lines vibrated to the point of emitting a low hum like a tuning fork.
All of the defenders carried radios. Shep listened to the play-by-play from the I.S. agents in the locomotive: 'Closing on it now, no sign of movement. Those friggin’ eyes are looking right at us! Man, that's some ugly shit.'
The cars clickity-clacked along the tracks as if the train had gone mad.
'We’re passing…no movement…nothing.'
Shep watched from his position alongside Nina in one of the passenger cars. The big blob of sickly pale fat did not move. Its two eyes swirled around in its mass and stayed locked on the passing train.
'Man, I think we’re okay on this,' the forward-most agents cheered.
Shepherd and Nina drifted toward the rear of the train as the last coaches passed the disgusting mound of flesh. They both slid open windows better see the hideous creature, allowing the foul smell of the thing to seep inside.
The security detail in the caboose radioed, 'Hey, no sign of movement. It’s just looking at us like…wait a second…what the Hell..?'
Nina and Shepherd saw what the men in the caboose saw: the creature’s massive mouth opened and the entire blob of a thing heaved, complete with a bellow that sounded as if it vomited.
In fact, it did.
Things flew out of its mouth. Large insect-like beasts with bodies as large as an automobile and wing spans stretching a good thirty feet from tip to tip.
As they flew out-expelled from the belly of the blob-their undercarriages unfolded revealing rows of legs and two scythe-like appendages.
The swarm-six of them-hovered in the air for a moment then headed toward the escaping train. The quick flap of their membrane wings created a loud whir audible even over the frantic chugging of the steam engine.
'We’ve got incoming!' Shepherd radioed as he followed Nina through the passenger coaches and then finally into the caboose.
One I.S. agent had removed a glass panel from the roof cupola to aim a heavy machine gun at the approaching flock.
The second agent asked nervously, 'What are these things? What was that big blob?'
Nina answered the man with an angry tone in her voice; a tone Shep knew did not come from hostile animals but from his ability to deflect her questioning. 'These flying things are fetching dinner for the big thing. I’m just saying, you don’t want that to happen.'
'What? They’ll carry someone back and feed it to the momma-thing?'
'Not exactly,' Nina delighted in the nasty explanation probably as a means of releasing the nastiness she felt toward Shepherd at that moment. 'These flying things eat you then go back to 'momma'. Then she eats them. I have to think, that would just suck.'
'Don’t worry about it,' Shepherd assured. 'Just start firing. Look for the soft spot under the neck. Don’t bother with the heads; they’re armor plated.'
On cue, the officer in the cupola ripped loose a burst of fully automatic gunfire while shouting, 'They’re… coming…in…fast!'
Nina opened the rear door of the caboose and was greeted by a disgusting maw, two eyes on stalks, and the swing of one of the scythe-like appendages.
Forest dived back into the caboose. The bone-blade of the creature crashed through the wooden walls like a knife through butter. Those walls splintered and warped. The rear part of the caboose’s roof collapsed midway down and blocked the rear door.
The impact knocked the machine gun man off balance and he fell out of the cupola. On the way down, his weapon fired wildly. Bullets from the gun killed the second I.S. agent and nearly did the same to Nina as she lay prone on the floor.
'Get out! Get out!' Shepherd ordered as he dragged the machine-gun man to his feet.
Shock overcame the poor guy as he realized he just cut his partner in two.
'Oh shit! I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!'
Shepherd pulled him toward the door even as the man continued to apologize to both pieces of his friend’s corpse.
A heavy thud from above announced the arrival of a second insect while the first one tried to claw through the wood of the half-fallen roof.
Nina scrambled to her feet and fired a three-round burst of bullets through the debris, covering Shepherd as he dragged the babbling gunner out of the caboose, across the metal walkway atop the coupler, and through the doorway of the rearmost passenger coach. As she did, she spied two more insect things flying alongside the train searching for avenues of attack.
With one insect at the rear door trying to push through the debris of the roof it had caused to collapse and a second on the stretch of roof that still stood, a third rammed the side of the caboose.
The entire car rose into the air, the two rear wheels corkscrewed then landed off the tracks. Sparks erupted from those derailed metal wheels rubbing against the rail. The friction sent a vibration across the coupler and into the passenger car. They felt the torque of the wayward caboose pull at the coach threatening a chain reaction that could crash the entire train.
'We’re going to friggin’ derail!' the I.S. agent screamed as a frigid wind whipped through the open doorway of the coach from where the three watched the caboose's death throws.
'Cut it loose! Cut the caboose loose!' Shep ordered the guy.
The man looked to Shep with wide, frightened eyes but after a second of hesitation he found the courage to do the job. He put aside his machine gun and crawled on his belly. Nina and Shep took pot shots at a couple of the giant insects flying alongside the train.
The rear wheels grew red from heat as they dragged and flared against the rails. Twisting metal groaned.
Suddenly the landscape changed. Instead of town and roads, the train dove into a densely-populated evergreen forest forcing the flying insects to retreat to the sky or become entangled in branches. The two creatures already on the caboose remained.
The I.S. officer cast aside the metal planks that served as a walkway over the coupler. He then leaned down and yanked hoses and wires.
'Hurry up!' Nina shouted as their two unearthly passengers took notice of the three people standing in the open air between the caboose and the passenger coach.
'Almost there!'
The train rounded a bend at break neck speed. The line of cars-even those still firmly on rails-groaned as g force pulled the entire assembly to the right. The rear of the caboose took to the air. Its motion sent a shiver through the entire train. The physics became unavoidable…the wayward caboose would drag the entire train off the tracks.
Shepherd hoped the crash killed him; he did not want a big bug to eat him alive.
At the last possible second, the agent unleashed the coupler.
The caboose literally flew off the railroad and spun in the air. The two insects clung to the vehicle even as the red car disintegrated in the spin. All of them-the caboose and the two giant insects-exploded into a wall of trees.
The train continued on, one car lighter.
Nina and Shep helped the agent to his feet.
'Well done,' Shep patted the shaken man on his back then led the three defenders further inside what was now the last car on the train, one of the four old style coaches. Of course, the entire car had been evacuated.
A radio transmission warned, 'Three of them are heading for the roof!'
They heard the creatures land overhead. A moment later one of the massive blade-like appendages smashed through the ceiling all the way down and into the floor.
Seconds later, another scythe pierced the ceiling forcing Nina to dive and roll to avoid its blind strike.
The insects acted like magicians slicing their knife-like appendages through a box in to which the beautiful
