Chapter 2: The Creature from the Ground
TERRANCE OIL FIELD, CALIFORNIA:
The blare of sirens filled the air as EMTs rushed around the remnants of one of the derricks. Where it had once stood, there was now nothing but twisted metal, torn apart as if by a giant. Near the wreckage stood a man in a dark blue vest, with an eyepatch over his right eye.
"Mr. Shore-"
"Blackthorne, Miss Bell. Call me Blackthorne."
"Okay, Blackthorne. According to eyewitnesses, you allegedly gave the workers on the rig orders to drill down to two miles. Upon the drill reaching that depth, a 20 to 30 foot tall Cthulhu-like monster emerged from the shaft. Any comments?"
Blackthorne Shore inaudibly gulped at the question.
"Mr. Shore, do you have any comment to make regarding the eyewitness accounts?"
"I can neither confirm nor deny their stories. However, I offer my condolences to the friends and family of those who died when the rig was destroyed."
As the cameras turned away, Blackthorne sighed in relief. He had upheld his masquerade once more.
