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A young boy that lived in a small town was riding his bike. He was about 10 years old and had short brown hair, blue eyes, and his glasses kept falling down, so he had to push them back up all the time. As he was riding his bike, he hit a rock and went flying off, landing in tall grass.
“Ow.” He said as he stood up. He looked up and saw the one of the entrances to the town’s under ground tunnels. They weren’t as big as the ones in the city, because an adult would have to duck to walk in there, and even then, sometimes even crawl, but a small kid, his age, could fit almost no problem. He heard a screech and twisted his head in puzzlement.
“What’s that?” he asked himself. He walked towards the tunnel, getting curious. He put one hand on the top of it and peered in. “Hello?” his voice echoed but no one answered. He walked into the tunnel and was immediately swallowed by the darkness. He walked around, blindly. He hit the side and turned to face the way the tunnel went off to. He felt a low rumble and knew that the train tracks were right above him. He laid on the ground as a train ran by over head, shaking the tunnel a lot. When it was over, the boy continued deeper into the tunnels. He it a wall and felt his way. He felt that there was two different ways he could go. He picked the one on his left and heard a squishy sound behind him. As he turned, he heard a screech and felt a powerful and slimy hand wrap around foot and pull. He went flying back, hitting his chin off the bottom. He felt nails dig into his ankle as he was pulled back through the tunnels. He stopped moving and the hand released. He was going to get up, when he felt a really sharp pain in his back, and before he could even cry, felt no more pain.

Chelsey Vrass was at her house. She was 24 and watching the news.
“Yesterday,” The newswoman announced. “A little boy went missing when he went to go to the store. His name is Devin Franks.” A picture of him came up on the screen. “if anyone has any information, or knows the whereabouts of this little boy, contact your local police.”
Chelsey sighed. This was going to raise panic, she thought. This small town of Hartfield has had incidents before. First, a bunch of kids got stuck in a new school-her old school, and got stalked by a killer. Then, many years later, when she was going to that school, after it reopened, it happened again. What no one knew, was that she was stuck in the school when it happened. She was hiding in one of the bathrooms, and saw a young girl put on the killer’s costume and leave, but she was too scared, so she stayed hidden. Now, another boy has disappeared.
She got up and went outside. It was a warm, sunny morning as she got her newspaper from her mailbox. On the front page was a picture of the missing boy and a whole page for the story. She put the paper on the table and went upstairs. She walked into the bathroom and brushed her brunette hair back and brushed her teeth. Then she went to the phone and picked it up. She dialed a number.
“Hey dad, it’s me.”
“Chelsey!” Harry said from the other side. “Now that you’re out of university, why don’t you come back down and visit us. Your mother would agree, and you can also see your brother at his new job.”
“Oh yeah. He’s a cop now too.”
“Yep. So, what’s new down there?”
“Not much.” Chelsey sighed. “The only thing that’s interesting is that a little boy went missing yesterday, and that’s been all over the news and papers.”
“Do you guys have any reptiles down there?”
“Dad, your encounters happened before Jerry and I were even born. Time to get over it.”
“I know. I know. It’s just that it’s not an easy thing to get over. First alligators, then Komodo dragons.”
Chelsey heard the ding dong of her door bell ring through her house. “Gotta go dad, someone’s at the door. Give my love to mom and Jerry.”
She hung up and answered the door after the second ding dong and a knock.
“Hello?” she said as she answered the door. Then she saw that it was her friend, Jenna, who had glasses, long brown hair, and a tiny bit taller then Chelsey.
“Chelsey!”
“Jenna!” they hugged as Chelsey stepped outside. “You wanna sit down?” she pointed to the lawn furniture she had out.
“Oh, sure.” The door sat down and started talking.
“I read your last book.” Jenna said.

The chief of police for the town, was on one side of the police line with the rest of the cops, reporters on the outside of line.
“Get them back!” Al ordered. Al was the chief and was sorta chubby and only had hair on the back of his head, but you couldn’t tell that by the cowboy hat he was wearing.
“Poor kid.” Johnson, one of the cops said. “Something tore him up.”
“Is this the missing kid?” Al asked.
“Yeah. Found right outside this drain pipe. Looked like he crawled in on the other side of town, though because his bike is by another entrance way over by trailer park.”
“God, what do we have in these tunnels?”
“I don’t know sir, but if you want, I can get a couple men and go in there to find out.”
“Yeah sure.”
Johnson started to walk away.
“Hey Johnson,” Al yelled over to him. “bring some guns with you.”
Johnson gave him a thumbs up sign and went to gather some men. A couple minutes later, two FBI people walked up to Al.
“FBI.” One said as he showed his badge. “I’m agent Walker.” He said. He had short black hair. He gestured to his partner who was putting his glasses back on. “and this is Agent Jackson.”
“I wasn’t aware that this began under Federal Jurisdiction.” Al honestly said.
“It is now and has been since that boy has been killed.”
“Why? You guys never took care of any other small town murders anywhere else. Why here? What makes this one so special?”
Agent Jackson responded. “That’s classified. Tell me, have you sent any of your men into those tunnels?”
“Yes. Just now.”
“Get them to come out. They have no idea what they’re dealing with down there.”
“Just what exactly killed that boy, Agents?”
“Again, that’s classified.” Walker responded.
Al took out a small Radio. “Johnson, come out of those tunnels. Johnson, you read me?” no answer. “Radio’s dead.”
“Of course.” Jackson said. “The tunnels interfere with the transmission.”
“So what do we do know?” Al asked. “And what about my men?”
“We try to block every way in and out of the tunnels. “ Jackson said.
“And as for you’re men,” Walker informed Al. “They’re already dead.”

In the tunnels, Johnson and three other cops-Frank, Julia, and Isaac Oldham were bending down as they walked down the tunnels, the bottom of their shoes getting wet. They had a flashlight turned on.
“How long do we look?” Oldham asked, grumpily.
“A lot longer yet.” Johnson responded. “Or till we find something.” They walked some more and they came to an area where they could stand up. It was like a small room, that broke off into a bunch of the smaller places.
“Wow.” Frank looked around as he shone the flashlight around the room.
“Look.” Julia pointed out. “some kinda droppings.”
“Big deal.” Oldham said back.
“Nothing that’s supposed to live down here can have droppings that big.”
Frank shone the light around the floor and the droppings were everywhere.

“Well that was nice.” Jenna thanked Chelsey as she stood up. “But I’ve got to be going.”
“Ok. See you later?”
“Yeah sure. I’m defiantly moving out here.”
Jenna got in her car and drove away. Chelsey walked back inside her house and turned on the t.v. She started writing her next novel titled ‘Terror Under the City.’ And it was going to be based on her parent’s experiences.
As she started, a News Update came on the t.v.
“FBI agents have been seen here and the scene where the little boy was found by a tunnel entrance, literally torn apart. We managed to catch some of their conversation with Town Chief Al. Whenever the chief asked a question, the agents would just say that it was classified.”
Chelsey looked up and started right at the screen as her heart skipped a beat. She started trying to remember something. Something about her father telling her that the Government was doing research on Komodo Dragons and put them under New York, then genetically engineered this cross-breed creature and sent it down to kill the dragons. Then after they went to the press, the government denied everything. Of coarse. Who wouldn’t?
She turned the T.V. off and went to her phone.

Back in New York, Harry answered the phone.
“Hello?”
“Dad, it’s me.”
“Chelsey, hi! Didn’t I talk to you earlier this morning?”
“Dad, something strange is going on down here.”
“What is it?”
“Remember how I told you that a little boy went missing?”
“Yeah.”
“Well they found him just outside an underground tunnel, ripped apart. The cops were down there, and then these two FBI agents showed up and whenever the chief of police asked a question, they’d just say it was classified.”
“Sounds familiar alright.” Harry said. “Wait! That must have been the town!”
“What town?”
“When me and Don were hacking into government files after the komodo dragon incident, we found all this info on that creature we came across. It said that the government released a whole bunch of those things in the tunnels under a small town. Wanted to see if they’d survive.”
“Well dad, looks like we just found out. How about you, mom, and Don come down and help out?”
“Ha ha ha.” Harry laughed. “We’re too old.”
“Well how about Jerry?”
“He has a hard enough time with some gang war down here. Now here’s what you’re going to have to do. You’re going to have to get that Chief of Police to listen to you and believe you. Then you might have a chance of stopping them. Otherwise, it’s probily already too late.”

The group of cops down in the tunnels, were just about to leave the big room. Julia took some samples of the droppings and they moved off down one of the side tunnels where they had to duck and crouch down again.
“Oh ya,” Oldham became sarcastic. “We’ve got samples of poop.”
“Shut up, Isaac!” Frank yelled. “You’re getting on all our nerves.”
“Yeah.” Julia said. “We need those to determine what animal lives down here.”
“What was that?” Johnson asked as he stopped. The others stopped and listened. It sounded like a mixture between clicks, and the type of noise a lizard makes.
“Sounds big.” Oldham had fear in his voice as he backed up behind the people. As he got behind Julie, he still backed up until he felt a leathery claw/hand on his shoulder and slowly turned. He saw the head of a Komodo Dragon with two curved spikes on it’s chin. It opened its mouth and made some of those noises they heard.
Oldham was immediately hit with the stench of the beast and tried to move back, but the thing had too good a grip on him.
“Isaac, you have you’re gun, shoot it!” he heard someone say, but didn’t know who. All he knew was that he was more scarred now then ever before. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

The other three watched as they saw the creature’s other hand go right through Oldham’s chest and out the back! It dropped the dead body as it moved closer. They saw as it came at them, it walked hunched over, like a raptor did back in the days of the dinosaurs. (not to say that there’s any raptor in it, I’m just using that for description.) they saw small alligator spikes on it’s back when it slightly turned around and saw an alligator tail on it.
When it turned back to face them, they saw a bunch of more emerge out of the darkness behind and beside that one.
“Run!” Johnson shouted as they turned back around and ran, the creatures giving chase.
As they ran as fast as they could, bent hunched down, Julia felt a hand tighten around around her ankle and she went flying back and she fell, her chin hitting off the bottom. She was suddenly dragged back very fast.
Johnson and Frank continued to run.

Back up on the surface, Chelsey was down by the now blocked off entrance where Al and the agents were behind the police tape.
She stayed outside the tape. “Chief, can I talk to you for a moment?”
“I’m busy.” He barked at her.
“It’s about the boy. I think I know what happened.”
As Al walked towards her, Jackson leaned to Walter and whispered, “I doubt she does.” They smiled as Al walked away.
Al stepped over the police line and began walking with Chelsey.
“So, spit it out.” He said. He was much older then her, but younger then her father.
“Many years ago, alligators were discovered under New York city. My father, mother, and their friend stopped them from populating anymore. The government heard about this and started doing tests on komodo dragons. They injected them with this stuff that was supposed to turn them warm-blooded. To test it out, they put them in the tunnels under NYC. They forgot to tag them, so left them there.
“My parents and their friend along with some new help managed to kill them off as well. They were attacked by this hybrid creature thing and also killed it. They did some research and found out that because the government forgot to tag the dragons, they created an alligator/komodo dragon hybrid and sent it down into the sewers to kill the dragons. It was supposed to have a life span of two years or something, but somehow, escaped that. They also found out that the government populated the tunnels under a small town with those hybrids to see if they could adapt. After all, they just created a new species of animals. You don’t really think they’ll only use it once for once reason then get rid of it do you? No, they want to test them so they can use them as weapons.
“Now when my father and his friend went public with all this info, the government denied all of it and after a few years, it was forgotten.”
“Where did they get all this info?” Al asked.
“They broke into government files on the net.”
“So you think this is the town and that’s why those FBI agents are here, trying to cover this up.”
“Yes.”
“It sounds a bit crazy, but it makes sense. They said that my men that were in the tunnels were already dead. As if a dangerous creature was down there, and they never answered any of my questions. That could also explain what happened to the boy.”
“Yes. We’ve got to find a way to kill those things before they leave the tunnels.”
“Well I’ve got my men all over this town, blocking off entrances and exits for the tunnels. Under the FBI’s orders, though.”
“We need to find a way in.” Chelsey stated.

In the tunnels, Frank and Johnson were running.
“Where’s Julie?” Frank asked as they ran.
“Probily got killed by those creatures.” Johnson turned and fired a shot with his pistol. He missed. He fired again and hit one of the creatures in the arm. It screeched and green blood hit the side of the tunnel.
Suddenly, Johnson and Frank stopped. In front of them were more of the creatures, hissing.
“Crap!” they lifted their guns and fired raptly, killing the first one that was in line. They heard clicks from both their guns and looked up just as the creatures from behind and in front, leapt on them.

Chelsey and Al were at the police station, in the weapons locker, loading up.
“If there’s any chance that my men are still alive,” Al said. “I’m going to pull them out.”
“These hybrids have to have a weakness. Everything does.” Chelsey said to herself as she put a strap around her leg and put a gun in the strap.
“I know!”
“What?”
“My dad once told me about this doctor who helped them destroy the komodo dragons. He had made this serum that reacted with anything that was alive. Some kind of poison or acid or something that when it comes in contact with flesh, it reacts, killing the host within seconds. My dad might know how the doctor made that stuff.”
“Go to the phone at the front desk and call him.” Al said. Chelsey left.

Chelsey got to the front desk and told the secretary. Right before she dialed the number, she saw Jenna walk up to the desk.
“Jenna!” Chelsey said. “What are you doing here?”
“I was going to join up. What are you doing here?”
“See that back room over there?” Chelsey pointed.
“Yeah.”
“Go there and tell the guy that’s there that you’re coming with us and he’ll explain everything.”
“Ok.” Jenna said with doubt and headed in that direction.
Chelsey called her dad again.
“Dad, remember that doctor you told me about?”
“Yeah.”
“Well I managed to convince the Chief and we need some of that stuff the doctor made for the dragons all those years back.”
“Well the doctor passed away a couple years ago.”
“Oh.”
“But his younger brother is still alive and I can get him to give me the formula.”
“Alright. How long will it take?”
“About half an hour at the least.”
“Alright.” Chelsey turned to the secretary. “What’s the fax number for here?”
“554-3276.”
Chelsey went back to the phone. “Write the formula down and fax it to 554-3276”
“Ok. Good luck.”
“Thanks.” They hung up and Chelsey went to the weapons locker to Finnish getting suited up.

Harry was driving down the street as fast as he was allowed. He saw the brothers house and pulled over. He got out of his car and walked up the steps to the door. He rang the bell and a minute later, the brother answered.
“Harry, how you doing? I haven’t seen you around much since my brother died.”
“I’ll come by more often. But what I need is that special formula your brother told you was extremely important.”
“Oh sure. Wait right here.” The brother went back inside his house, and came back a minute later with a piece of paper.
“Thanks.”
“See-ya again soon.” The brother yelled out to Harry as he got in his car.

At the station in the town, Jenna was leaning against a wall, strapped up full of guns. She put a trench coat on so no one else besides AL and Chelsey would know about the guns. Chelsey had a machine gun in her hand and Al had a shotgun.
“Fax out here for ya, Chief!” the secretary called out. Chelsey ran out, grabbed it, and came back.
“This is it.” She said. “This is the formula.”
“Well let’s start putting these things together.” Jenna announced.
“The labs probily have all the stuff.” Al advised them. “we could go there to make it up.”
“Let’s go.” Chelsey said. They marched out of the weapons locker.

Agents Jackson and Walker were waiting by the crime scene
“Maybe that civilian really did know something.” Jackson suggested. The chief’s been gone awhile.
“Nah.” Walker said. “She probily just thought she knew, and he thought she was right so went to check it out. Now’s our chance to go into the tunnels and somehow get the komodogators to somehow go back into hiding.
They looked around and know one else was around. All the reporters had left about half an hour ago. They pulled out these long barreled pistols and fired, blowing a giant hole in the metal covering over the tunnel entrance.
“Let’s go.” Jackson and Walker enter the tunnels.

Chelsey, Al, and Jenna were back in the weapons locker.
“Alright.” Al said. “I’ve got them in the capsules your father suggested. Now what?”
“He says to put them into guns.”
“I understand why.” Al said. Fire them, hit the creature.” He loaded up a bunch of pistols full of the capsules and gave them to all three of them.
“Now we’re going to have to go back to the FBI agents and tell them some sort of story that’ll keep them away from this station for awhile so they don’t start asking questions and find out that we’ve gone down into the tunnels.”
They walk out to Al’s truck and get in. they drive to the crime scene.

When they get there, they get out and see the hole in the covering.
“Guess you were right about them.” Al said. He reached in his truck and pulled out his shotgun.
Chelsey opened up her jacket and pulled out her machine gun.
Jenna pulled some buttons off her rip-offs and took out a gun from each side and button up the pants again.
“We’re going in.” Jenna said as they also walked into the tunnels.

They entered the tunnels and crouched down. Al turned on the flashlight and they moved down, occasionally scrapping their heads off the roof.

Jackson and Walker just left the big room with all the droppings.
“Looks like they go there a lot.” Jackson said.
“Indeed. But we still need to keep moving.” A second later, Walker stopped. “Stop!” he loudly whispered to his partner. “Hear that?” they heard foot steps and hissing.
“We’re close to one of them.” Jackson pointed out. Then, as they got to an area that broke off into three directions, they saw one of the komodogators come from one of the side passages. At the same time, it saw them and hissed.
“Oh crap.” Jackson raised his gun.
“Don’t fire.” Walker ordered him. Then the creature jumped and landed hit the roof. He landed a couple inches beside them and Walker ran. He stopped and looked back. He saw his partner, frozen by fear, just stand there as the creature stood up.
The komodogator rose to Jackson’s full height and it snarled at him. It jumped on him and as it did, the two curved spikes on it’s chin, dug into Jackson’s neck.
“No!” Walker fired his special pistol and blew away apart of the wall right above the komodogator. It looked up and ran off down the other side tunnel, dragging Jackson’s body.
“No!” Walker shouted again.

Chelsey, Al, and Jenna were still walking. They saw some sewage here and there. The tunnels opened so they could stand full height and still walk.
“Why haven’t we seen any yet?” Jenna complained.
“We will.” Al said. No later had he said that, then they heard snorting and saw three of them head down the tunnel at them.
“Turn back!” Chelsey shouted and they turned around and ran, the creatures picking up pace.
Jenna turned and fired a couple of pistols off (regular not with the poison stuff) and hit a couple of the creatures, but none going down.
They turned a corner and ran some more. Suddenly, Al turned around with his shotgun and fired, blowing a komodogator’s head up, the green blood going all over the tunnel walls.
He fired again and hit another in the chest, sending it flying back, hitting a couple more. They he felt the strength of one as it landed on his back. It bent down, about to make it’s kill, when Chelsey turned and fired her machine gun, flinging the komodogator off, slamming into another one.
“Come on!” Chelsey helped Al up as they ran some more.

Walker got to tunnels that were high enough so that he could stand. He passed by a turn off and went straight. He came to a drop off. On the other side was a wall with a grate, and below him was tons of sewage.
Suddenly, a komodogator jumped up from under the sewage and grabbed his leg and pulled him down into it as well. It let go as they hit the water.
Under the water, Walker got his gun out and saw the creature swim towards him. He screamed under water as he fired, bubbles going to the surface. He fired again, and the komodogator exploded.
Walker swam to the surface and broke through, pushing some pop cans and stuff out of the way.
“Now how do I get out?” he said as he looked up and saw the ledge a little out of his reach.

Jenna, Chelsey, and Al were running when Jenna suddenly stopped. “They’re not after us any more, Look!” they turned and saw that there were no more creatures.
“Which way do we go?” Chelsey asked. They could go right or straight.
“Let’s go straight.” Al suggested. So they went on. They got close and saw that it dropped down.
“Gotta turn back.” Chelsey said.
Then they heard a voice. “Whoever’s up there, help me up.” They look at each other and run towards the edge. They look down and see Walker.
“Agent Walker.” Al said. “Where’s your partner?”
“Dead!”
Al reached down and helped Walker out, his suit ruined.
“Me and my partner were supposed to help the komodogators to hide from you guys.” Walker explained.
“Komodogators?” Chelsey asked.
“Yeah, that’s what we called them.”
They started walking some more. “We have to stop them before they leave the tunnels.” Chelsey said.
“We came up with this poison acid stuff that should automatically kill them.” Al explained. We’ve loaded it into some of our guns.”
“Unless your men didn’t do their job,” Walker said. “Then the only way out is the way we came in.”
“What about your other men?” Chelsey asked. “The ones you sent in here?”
“They’re probily already dead.” Al said through clenched teeth. “So let’s carry on.”
They walked down more tunnels and passed by a couple of rats. They heard more footsteps and stopped. They all rose their guns as Johnson stumbled around the corner, all bloody.
“They’re coming.” Then he dropped down dead.
“Johnson!” Al shouted. They a bunch of the creatures ran from around the corner.
“Fire!” Walker shouted. They all did and managed to keep some back. Then when Jenna ran out of bullets, she dropped her two guns and took out two more. When Chelsey ran out of bullets, she loaded the machine gun with the tubes of the poison stuff.
“Get back!” she shouted as she fired a whole bunch of the tubes from the machine gun.
Most of them hit the komodogators, killing them within seconds.
“Ha!” Al ran out of bullets and dropped his shotgun. He took out a pistol filled with the tubes as well.
The remaining two creatures turned and ran. Walker fired, blowing up one of them.
“We should follow it.” Jenna suggested, after reloading with her tube poison stuff. They start jogging and come to a fork in the tunnels.
“Which way?” Chelsey asked.
“We’ll go left.” Al said and so they went. After about half an hour, they still didn’t find anything.
“We went the wrong way.” Jenna stated.
“Yeah.” Chelsey agreed. They heard a whole bunch of hissing and approached with caution. They got to a drop off and far below them, was a giant room. Filled with the creatures. There were also many bones and human skeletons.
“What is that place?” Al asked.
Walker answered. “That’s their main meeting place where they meet. The nest if you will.”
“There’s a bunch of them.” Jenna stated. They were loading all the tubes into their guns. AL and Jenna with pistols, Chelsey with a machine gun, and Walker with his special gun.
They looked over the edge again and aimed down at the creatures.
“We have the element of surprise.” Walker whispered. Then they started firing. Walker blew one up right away. Chelsey moved her machine gun with the tubes in it, back and forth.
They all fired and a whole bunch went down within a couple minutes. Walker was the only one with out the tubes. His grip slipped and his gun fell to the ground below.
“Here!” Jenna opened her coat and gave him a gun with the tubes in it. He also fired. Soon, all the komodogators started scattering and leaving the room.
“Eat this!” Al said as he took a bomb from his coat. “Made this before we left. It’s filled with the poison stuff.” He threw it down and when it hit the ground, it exploded, sending the poison everywhere, killing a whole bunch of the komodogators.
“They’re leaving!” Jenna yelled and she was the first to jump down and start firing from the ground. Everyone else soon followed her and they emptied the room. All around were dead bodies of the creatures.
“Watch yourselves.” Al said. “There’s that poison stuff all over the floor.
“We did it!” Chelsey shouted.
“No.” Walker said. “A few left the room when we first started attacking.
They ran out of the room and down the only tunnel. Soon, there were 4 of them charging at the group of people from in front.
Chelsey fired, killing all four. “Come on!” Walker said as he took the lead.
He ran around the corner and they saw him back up. He was trying to fire, but nothing was coming out of the gun and soon, a komodogator also walked around the corner, drooling.
“Help me!” Walker said. The Komodogator leaped and landed on Walker, the two curved spikes digging into him as the creature eat him.
“No!” Al fired, hitting it with three of the tubes, killing it right away. They ran some more, but never came across any other ones.
They got to the end of the tunnel and left, leaving the tunnels and stepping into the cool night air. They saw it was raining and saw a flash of lightning in the sky. A minute later, it was followed by a crack of thunder.
“I’m glad it’s over.” Jenna stated. “I don’t think I’m joining up to be a cop anymore.”
Al and Chelsey laughed as they walked through the night, getting drenched, but not caring.
They walked over to Al’s truck and got in. they drove down the street and as they did, they heard a scream.
“It came from over there.” Chelsey pointed out. He drove the truck down a side road and stopped it almost right away.
“One of them got out!” Jenna yelled. Right in front of them, in the road, was a komodogator, eating someone.
Al got out and fired, but missed. The creature looked up and ran off.
“We’ve got to follow it!” Jenna said as her and Chelsey got out of the truck. They all ran in the direction it ran off. They went through a fence and saw a playground.
“We should brake up.” Al suggested. “Cover more ground.” So Al went for the small area of woods next to the park, Jenna went for the jungle gym, and Chelsey went around the yards of the houses.

Al entered the Forrest and started walking. It would have been easier to track the thing down if it wasn’t night and a thunder storm going on. He heard a sound in some bushes and pointed his gun. A bird flew off into the night from the bushes.
“Damn.”

Chelsey climbed someone’s fence and peered into their back yard. No komodogator. She jumped back down and went to the next one.

Jenna had climbed onto the jungle gym and started looked into the small little plastic tunnels. She jumped up another level and then climbed up the ladder. She was on the top level of it and all that was here was a tunnel slide going down.
She sighed, but heard a hiss. She turned and looked into the tunnel slide. Before she could raise her gun, the creature struck.

Chelsey heard the scream and headed for the jungle gym.

Al heard the scream and also headed for the jungle gym. He met Chelsey there and asked, “What’s going on? I heard you’re friend scream.”
Then Jenna’s body fell down almost right in front of them, and the komodogator jumped down and landed on the ripped up body and hissed at them as it ran off again.
Al and Chelsey both fired, but found out they were out of ammo.
“We’ve got no more of those tubes!” Chelsey stated. They ran back to the jeep and drove back to the main road, trying to cut the creature off.
They saw it cross the road and saw it start to head for the tunnel entrance again.
“Look!” Chelsey pointed out. “There’s a loose pipe there!”
Al didn’t say anything, but sped the truck up. With a screech, he turned the car half way around, so it was facing the tunnel. And slammed on the gas pedal. The creature was almost right in front of them now. He sped up a little more, and rammed the komodogator and it went flying through the air and got impaled on the loose pipe. It started trying to move around, but then went motionless and died.
Before Al could do anything, the jeep slammed into the tunnel entrance, causing the two people to go flying through the window, into the tunnels.
After a couple minutes, when they got up, they looked.
“Jeep’s too heavy, we won’t be able to push it out of the way.” Al said.
“There has to be another way out.”
“Wait.” Al took out a cell phone and called a tow truck. Within an hour, Al’s truck was removed and the two of them were able to leave the tunnel.

Chelsey ended up leaving the town and going back to New York like her father suggested. Al got his entire police force to go through the tunnels to search for the creatures, but no more were ever found.
The only other time those creatures were found were out at some of the farms when a couple farmers reported they saw these strange creatures eating their cows or something and when the farmers fired a shot of the shotgun, the creatures ran off. Their descriptions matched those exactly of the komodogators.
Even a couple times, years later, a few were spotted in the Amazon Jungle.

THE END

TERROR IN THE TUNNELS
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copyrighted, March, 2001, JEFF LONG