The Man Who Talked To The Wall

When Mr. Walltalker found out that his wife (Mrs. Walltalker) was incapable of having a baby, he designed a talking wall instead. But now a mysterious force has stolen it! Now Mr. Walltalker, who loves the live wall like a son, is determined to find it! And he brought his wife. But who took it? And how will they get it back?


7. Hunted

Throughout the next two weeks, Mrs. Walltalker considered suggesting they give up the search. Another week later, she finally spoke up. When Mr. Walltalker opened his mouth to protest, Mrs. Walltalker went on, "We have looked so far, yet found nothing. According to my map, we're in Wyoming now. The border to Nebraska is only 2 miles away."

Mr. Walltalker sighed. "Janice, I'm sorry I put you through this. If the wall is not in Alliance or the western border, then we'll go home. I forgot how to make a talking wall, but I'll figure it out." He tapped the GPS. "Is the wall here?"

The GPS said nothing. After an earsplitting silence, Mr. Walltalker rapped on the screen.

Suddenly, the system came to life. "Cannot show you the wall. Police are coming to arrest you."

"What?!" Mr. Walltalker gasped, then got out of the car.

Mrs. Walltalker followed him. "Treacherous system," she said angrily. "Is there nothing we can trust?"

"It was probably hotwired by the wall thief," Mr. Walltalker replied.

Suddenly, two police came within range, followed by another six. "Hello, prisoners." Upon those words, both turned and ran. "Police, do your duty! Take them!"

Both Walltalkers tore across the forest, abandoning their car in the process. The police chased after with their tasers. The Walltalkers exchanged fire with their stun guns and continued to run. Mr. Walltalker dodged a beam from a police and fired another. A direct hit! One police fell to the ground. One to go. Drat.

Mr. Walltalker raced ahead, and whimpered as a beam exploded a little too close by. He turned to see Mrs. Walltalker beside him, who fired a beam behind her. A police dodged, but the beam hit a rock pile ahead, which fell like an avalanche atop their quarry. Good. She is making use of her skills.

Mr. Walltalker rushed out from the rubble and noticed his wife was nowhere in sight. Dodging another beam from the six remaining police, he noticed Mrs. Walltalker was ahead. Pretty dark over here. Hopefully she'll be able to see me.

As the dark figure came within range, Mrs. Walltalker blasted him. To her shock, his familiar voice rung clear as he grunted in pain and hit the floor. She had just zapped her husband! She knelt down to study him for damage. He was still breathing, and he had a black eye. He seemed all right besides the one facial wound. Just then, his head jerked to the side. She reached for her first aid kit and bent toward his black eye with a tube.

And then he woke up. "It's a girl! A preteen stole the wall. But she's only using it to furfill her diabolical plans. The wall will be shipped to Europe two weeks from now--"

What's he talking about? And then two police came and took them in their arms.

"Leave me alone! Get off me!" said Mrs. Walltalker.

Mr. Walltalker struggled out of the police's arms, but to no avail. "Don't touch her!" he shouted when he saw the police bashing Mrs. Walltalker. The police holding him bashed him in the head.

And then the Sheriff came walking in. "Hello. I see you've caught the prisoners." He turned to Mrs. Walltalker. "What's your name, ma'am?" he asked, stroking her cheek.

"Morrison. Bailee Morrison," Mrs. Walltalker lied, using the names of her mother and younger sister.

"Check in," said the sheriff. "And you, sir?"

"Wilbur Eat," said Mr. Walltalker, using the name of his old friend.

The Sheriff nodded. "Check in."

"There's no 'Bailee Morrison' on here," the policeman called, holding up the clipboard. "Or Wilbur Eat."

"You can't remember your own name, eh?" asked the Sheriff. "I suggest we don't take them to jail. Take them to the desert inside and let the offenders perish in the heat."

"Yes sir," said the police, and saluted. Both were handcuffed and dragged into the police car.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...