I'd better start this.

I've been keeping track since you started this one, Nan, and I've been enjoying it. I think the guy with the odd syntax is aNative American shaman who's trying to oppose whoever or whatever has been accidentally released by the bad guys to prey upon Metropolis. And I suspect he knows that Clark is more than he seems to be. Of course, I may be way off base with that.

My only complaint about this chapter is that it's so short! I wanted to see Lois babble out the information about the guns and the guy who showed them to her. I wanted to see Henderson narrow his eyes and (to her shock) believe everything she said. I wanted to see Clark come up against the killer(s) and test his abilities to the limits. And I wanted to see Henderson contribute more than just the authority of his badge to solving this case, which he will because this is another excellent Nan-fic.

More soon, I hope?

I am not a vampire fan (much to my granddaughter's dismay). That being said, I am a Nan FanFic Fan. So, I'm trusting that when this tale is said and done, I will have more left than a bunch of fangs and bloodless bodies!?

Poor Clark. He missed a heartbeat? Or he is really failing at this superpower business. And Lois is really wanting to be in trouble again. She is plunging right in before she even gets near the edge of the pool. There doesn't seem to be any water level for her to check. Clark and Henderson seem to be the level-headed ones with Lois ready to charge in where she doesn't belong.

In usual Nan-style, you got me hooked. I don't have a clue where we are going with this one, but I'm enjoying it.
Pat

Nice to see this continuing - I'm surprised Clark didn't spot anything off about the guy, but maybe he's not a vampire. Looking forward to more.

Actually, he did. If you'll re-read what Clark is thinking after he and Lois finish talking to the mystery man, you'll notice that I included something about it. And I didn't overlook Clark's failure to hear breathing or a heartbeat, either. That wasn't an accident.

Is he a bad guy? Who is he? That's for me to know and you to find out.

Eventually.

Yes - that's what I get for skimming the page. Still not sure what's going on - Alien? Robot? Something wrong with Clark's powers?

It sounds like the man in the bathtub was the Native American medicine man that Henderson mentioned back at the museum. I don't understand why Clark didn't see him when he x-rayed the room. If he had seen the objects that the man had brought with him, he certainly should have seen the man as well, unless he couldn't be seen with x-ray vision, and well, wouldn't that make him more of a ghost than this man seems? Unless of course the bathtub was lined with lead.

Does the kind stranger know about Clark's other job?

Um... the crypt?

My, my, Lois, are you trying to flirt with Clark? Telling him he's handsome. Complimenting his hometown. He's going to start thinking you like him or something.

Oh, Clark, you're so easy.

/Psst. You're missing a closing quote mark there./

Lois, the reporter, who knows guys who knows guys. Well, that's one way to get away from the Metro cabbies.

Really, Lois?

So, what's next?

Oh?



Michael

Just caught up with this. Shaman/vampire guy is my guess. In the legend, the shaman was the protector of the people, unless he was hungry for blood.

Looking forward to more soon.

James

I know it has been a while but I will try to post soon. I've had a few issues to deal with but hope they will be resolved soon. I haven't quit on the story. As a matter of fact, I got two pages done last night.

Nan