John and the Herodians - From the What a Strange Little Man Series (Chapter 10, page 1 of 6)

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Chapter 10

We waited for him to say something else as he inspected us with his eyes. He started with Bill and worked his way around the semi circle where we were standing until he inspected everyone.

"I understand you found something of interest to the government," Herod said.

"I guess you could say that," Woody offered.

"Yes; I guess I could," he said as his eyes wandered around the room. "I suppose we'd better have a look."

He started to move towards the hall as if he knew right where John was standing. Everyone followed him to the chamber down at the end the hallway. What we saw left us awestruck. There, where John had been standing was a small puddle of the blue colored gel, but no John.

"Well?" Herod asked as he turned to look at Woody.

"He was here a little while ago," Woody offered.

"What do you mean? Where could he be now?" he interrogated.

"I really couldn't say," Woody answered, looking around the room.

We really couldn't tell what had happened, but one thing was obvious; John had been revived. Now the real adventure would begin. I almost felt giddy. I was ready to experience some more of the miraculous things I did before my arrival in this century. I was certain I would, in light of currently keeping company with John, who is one of the original twelve disciples of Jesus.

All the guns were now pointing at Woody. I saw Herod raise his right arm, and then something difficult to explain happened. Everything Herod and his men were doing seemed to slow to a snail's pace, while we were not affected. Herod's lips were moving so slow it was hard to understand his words. A slow changing of expressions on the faces of those men holding the guns told me what they were about to do.

"Woody!" I yelled, "Move over here."

Woody calmly walked over to where we were standing, and then we all turned and exited the room.

"Explain what just happened," Tom said.

"Why? Let's just be thankful we got out of there," Bill said.

"I can only say it must be a slowing of time. Look at the clock on the wall. The second hand is moving very slow," Woody observed.

We were soon outside when it dawned on me that we didn't have a clue as to the whereabouts of John. I stopped and turned to go back in the house.

"Where are you going, honey?" Mary asked nervously.

"We can't just leave John in there," I said.

"Did you see him? I didn't see him. Did you see him, Woody?" Tom asked excitedly.

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