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Monster Jackpot
Monster Jackpot
Monster Jackpot
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Monster Jackpot

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After a night of gambling on the Las Vegas strip, Mark Cavanaugh just wanted to hit it big. He wanted to hit the monster jackpot, but this wasn't exactly what he had in mind. Can Mark make it out alive as giant creatures swarm the streets of Vegas?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherBrian Manning
Release dateJul 2, 2017
ISBN9781386386353
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    Monster Jackpot - Brian Manning

    MONSTER JACKPOT

    by Brian Manning

    Copyright © 2017 Brian Manning

    All rights reserved.

    This is not my lucky day.

    Mark Cavanaugh stood on the corner of Fremont Street and 4th, just west of the Las Vegas Strip, and faced the human tidal wave rushing his way. A goofy grin was pasted to his face, from left over signals of joy that his brain forgot to wipe clean, given this new information. It wasn’t the crowd that held Mark’s attention, it was the giant scorpion chasing them. Impossibly large—almost half the width of the entire street—even with its pincers pulled close to its head.

    The scene was like something out of the Saturday morning creature features he grew up watching. Only this thing wasn’t moving like a Ray Harryhausen stop-motion kraken. His mind did its best to process the visual information. The creature resembled a bark scorpion, like the ones he had been dealing with in his rental home last Summer. The body and legs had a yellowish, almost translucent appearance, and its back was washed with a reddish-brown streak ending where the tail started. Unlike an emperor scorpion, with its menacing claws and tail, the pincers and stinger on a bark scorpion were much smaller than what most people picture. However, measuring almost twenty feet wide, everything on this fellow was plenty big today.

    The beastly arachnid lumbered towards Mark, hugging the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street. As it moved, it dug into the face of the parking garage to the right, and crushed the parked cars and news paper kiosks to the left. The tail floated high, looming over the crowd with a mind of its own, like it was looking for the perfect morsel to reach out and touch.

    Mark realized he hadn’t wiped the goofy expression off of his face yet. He shook his head, almost cartoon like to reset his features, and backpedaled from the scene. The screams of the panicked crowd, sharp cracks of glass and stone, and the occasional creak of steel, echoed through the streets.

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