A Laughable Crime – B. Thurman

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“A chortle, a chortle, a vision of turtles!” The strange, bubbly creature had appeared in front of Travis unexpectedly, jumping down from the vine-laden trees overhead.

“Who are-”

“Who are you? Just a man? Armed with only a slipshod plan?” It danced around him.

“I-”

“I have your purse, your goodies and mirth! Give chase or get the worst!” It bounded off into the undergrowth.

Travis stumbled, then ran after it, remembering that his comm-link was in the bag. His eyes darted between roots, tree trunks, and occasional flashes of the creature. He looked desperately for any trace of its purple-green, furry limbs. He heard cackling laughter ahead. It must have been enjoying itself. He had heard of dance-devils, but only from exaggerations at the bar. This must be one. He cursed himself for only glancing through the wildlife manual.

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