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Death in the Desert: Roger's Story

Novel By: Lumberjak
Mystery and crime



I have decided to re-write Death in the Desert and put it into Roger's perspective. Roger is a sovereign citizen/militant survivalist who finds a crew of astronauts training on his land in the remote Arizona desert and kills them. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Oct 17, 2013    Reads: 13    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


In S.E.R.E. school we were trained how to cover our tracks and how to properly plan an evasion route while avoiding enemy detection. Anthony and I backtracked our way back to the site of the first two murders and then we planned our route back to our remote cabin, which was about a mile away. We knew that the government would leave no rock unturned while looking for us as we had just killed four of their astronauts, all of whom seemed to be training for a high-profile lunar mission.

We made our way back to the house and we were both confident that we left no tracks behind. But just to be on the safe side we placed all of our clothing and boots into trash bags and we planned on disposing of them in the morning. It was starting to get dark out as me and Anthony cracked open a couple of beers and cheered to our handy work as we each exchanged stories about our hunt.

Anthony told me that after he pulled the female astronaut into the cave that he kicked her and that she went sailing back into the cave. He said that he ripped the American flag patch off of her spacesuit before he killed her and I told him about how I smashed through the other astronaut's helmet with a heavy rock. The crew didn't stand a chance against us and we both could tell that none of them had any military training what so ever. All of them were young astronauts and they all panicked quickly; we were still shocked that NASA didn't provide them with any security or radio communication. Surely they had to have known that the Arizona desert is full of dangerous and ill-intentioned sovereign citizens like us.

As we sat there and drank we decided to drive up to our friend's cabin in Colorado the next day to lay low for a while NASA and the authorities chased their tales; we would be able to watch everything on the news too. Yea, I looked forward to seeing Jim again- he was a crazy one and he also hated the government. I couldn't wait to tell him our story and I knew he would be proud of us. I was sure as we sat there drinking that they had already discovered the murders and that they were probably investigating the crime scene, though I knew that the wouldn't be able to figure out that it was us- at least not that fast. Even though there were probably dozens of investigators on our property we were too far away to hear or see anything and our cabin was on the other side of the ridge from where we killed them.

That night Anthony and I slept soundly and without worry. I was so satisfied of the days work and I couldn't wait for our road trip to Colorado. We would bring the evidence with us and dispose of it up there somewhere.





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