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Amazing Race Route Concept #2

Warning: massive amount of text ahead. I created a mostly functional race route around the world (all loactions like buildings, businesses, landmarks, etc. are REAL locations and could theoretically actually work in the race). I tried to have a good variety in locations and types of challenges, but it's really hard! I find it a lot harder to complain about challenge design after making this. Even though this could technically happen there are probably some safety concerns in going to South Africa and Lesotho and it's probably not possible for the American Amazing Race to film in Cuba, but I decided to do it anyway. If you have any questions or feedback please let me know!

RACE #2
Leg 1 (USA - Japan)
Leg 2 (Japan - South Korea)
Leg 3 (South Korea - India)
Leg 4 (India - Oman)
Leg 5 (Oman)
Leg 6 (Oman - South Africa)
Leg 7 (South Africa - Lesotho)
Leg 8 (Lesotho - Greece)
Leg 9 (Greece)
Leg 10 (Greece - North Macedonia)
Leg 11 (North Macedonia - Cuba)
Leg 12 (Cuba - USA)

LEG 1
USA - Japan
Start at Cloud Gate, Chicago, Illinois
Run to clue at Millenium Monument
Clue #1
Make your way to the Gunma region of Japan, and travel to Sarugakyu Onsen. However, to get your tickets to Japan, you must make your way on foot through the busy streets of Chicago to Navy Pier, where flights will be given out according to the order of your arrival. Flights go to Tokyo, and you must make your own travel arrangements from there.
Flight 1 (5 teams): Chicago - Los Angeles - Tokyo, arrives 8:00 AM
Flight 2 (4 teams): Chicago - Tokyo, arrives 9:30 AM
Flight 3 (2 teams): Chicago - San Francisco - Tokyo, arrives 9:45 AM
Clue #2
Both team members must go into the hot springs and search it for the partly submerged cluebox to get your next clue.
Clue #3
Travel to Sarugakyo Bungy for your next clue.
Clue #4
Roadblock: Who’s ready to take a jump?
Bungy jump at the largest bungy jump in all of Japan at 62 meters, or over 200 feet! Once you’ve taken your leap of faith, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #5
Travel to Uenokunirokunomiya Haruna Shrine, Takasaki, for your next clue.
Clue #6
Create one string of paper cranes in Senbazuru. Senbazuru is the crafting of 1000 paper cranes for good luck. Following the demonstration, learn how to craft paper cranes. Once you have created forty of them and strung them together, deliver them to a Shinto priest at Akiba Shrine. He will give you your next clue.
Clue #7
Travel by train to Akihabara, Tokyo, and go to the top of the Tokyo Skytree to receive your next clue.
Clue #8
Roadblock: Who can ‘go’ kart? The teammate who did the first roadblock cannot do this one.
Travel to Akihabari Street Kart 1 and dress up in one of the many ridiculous costumes the company has to offer. Then, join a fifteen minute go-karting tour around the streets of this bustling region and look for three enormous signs in race colors with three different Japanese characters on them. If you can spot and write all three characters down correctly during the rush of Tokyo, you’ll receive your next clue. If you can’t get it right, you’ll have to join the next available tour.
Clue #9
Travel to Horin Park on foot to find the first pit stop! The last team to check in here may be eliminated.
Pit Stop, Leg 1
trip to Canada
last: eliminated

LEG 2
Japan - South Korea
Clue #1
Fly to Busan, South Korea! Upon arrival, make your way to Beomeo-sa for your next clue.
Fast Forward, Leg 2
Go to Songdo Beach and swim out into the ocean, locating the five whale statues in the water. At each statue, pick up marked letter tiles. Once you have all seven (two statues have two tiles), you can go back to the beach and unscramble the letters that spell out the name of a traditional South Korean delicacy that the other contestants eat at their first challenge. If you get the right word, you’ll be given a clue that takes you straight to the end of the leg.
Clue #2
Master the art of Korean meditation. If you can master all of the moves correctly, then your instructor will give over your next clue.
Clue #3
Head to Taejongdae for your next clue.
Clue #4
Roadblock: Who’s desperate to eat?
Take the marked path over one mile uphill to the marked food stand, and finish one serving of Soondae, a traditional South Korean delicacy that is made of pig intestines and pork blood. Once you have finished the food, you can run down to your partner and get your next clue.
Clue #5
Take the Songdo Marine Cable Car from Songnim Park to Amnam Park to receive your next clue.
Clue #6
Detour: Fish Identity or Fish Delivery
Fish Identity: Go to Jagalchi Fish Market and search for the marked stall. Once there, sort an enormous box of fish and organize them. Once the stall owner approves, put them up for stock in the stall to receive your next clue.
Fish Delivery: Go to Jacky’s Seafood and take three orders and three addresses that need to be delivered. Once you have delivered all the fish to all the correct addresses throughout the Gamcheon Culture Village, you will receive your next clue.
Clue #7
Make your way to the pit-stop at Haedong Yonggungsa. The last team to arrive may be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 2
-first: trip to Belize
-last: non-elimination

LEG 3
South Korea - India
Clue #1
Fly to Hyderabad, India, and go to the Charminar for your first clue.
Clue #2
Travel to Ramoji Film City Main Entrance to receive your next clue.
Speed Bump, Leg 3
Make your way to Saha’s Adventure Park and zorb down a steep hill. Once you’ve made it, you can continue racing.
Clue #3
Detour: Birdy Woods or Bollywood
Birdy Woods: Dressing up in clumsy bird costumes, search through Asia’s largest aviary for a cutout of the bird your partner is dressing up as. Once you’ve found the two cutouts, head to the Bonsai Garden. If you match the right bird, you’ll receive your next clue.
Bollywood: Head to Ramoji Movie Magic. Dressing up in traditional Indian outfits, memorize a short dance to the tune of some Bollywood music and perform it to the live audience and judges. If you meet their standards, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #4
Head to Nehru Zoological Park where your next clue will be waiting.
Clue #5
Take an amazing elephant ride! With both teammates on the elephant’s back guide it through a short course. If you can reach the end in under two minutes, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #6
Make your way to Bidar Fort by public transport for your next clue.
Clue #7
Roadblock: Who’s itching to get etching?
One team member must help in the process of the creation of bidriware. First, you must chisel one section in the piece of bidriware very precisely. Any error and you must restart. If given the clear, then you must then make their way inside Bidar Fort and collect a total of three baskets of soil for the artisans to use later in the process. Finally, you must use some of the soil you collected and coat a piece of bidriware in it. If every part of the challenge was done to the satisfaction of the artisans, you will receive your next clue.
Clue #8
Make your way to the Bahmani Tombs and the pit-stop! The last team to arrive will be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 3
-first: trip to Japan
-last: eliminated

LEG 4
India - Oman
Clue #1
Fly to Muscat, Oman! Once you have arrived, make your way to Al Alam Palace, where you will find marked cars waiting outside. Your clue will be waiting on the car.
Clue #2
Drive all the way to the Nizwa Souq in Nizwa, Oman, where you will find nine different tags, each releasing teams at different times the next morning, when you will be given your next clue.
Tag 1: departure at 7:00 AM
Tag 2: departure at 7:05 AM
Tag 3: departure at 7:10 AM
Tag 4: departure at 7:15 AM
Tag 5: departure at 7:20 AM
Tag 6: departure at 7:25 AM
Tags 7-9: departure at 7:30 AM
Clue #3
Detour: Selling Goats or Weighing Dates
Selling Goats: Navigate through the souq to the weekly goat market. You must select a seller and help them sell their goats. First, thoroughly clean five goats so they are ready for selling. Then, parade five goats around the “walking circle,” where potential buyers will inspect which goats to buy. You must finally buy a goat yourself, haggling for a price under 100 riyals, or 260 US dollars. Once you can purchase a goat, you will receive your next clue. Keep the goat for the next challenge.
Weighing Dates: Find the marked stall in the souq that is selling dates. Your goal is to weigh out 200 grams of Ajwa Dates, 175 grams of Barhi Dates, and 125 grams of Hayani Dates. To do this, you must travel across the market to a scale at a different date stall. If you can get the perfect amount of dates, you will receive your next clue. Keep the dates for the next challenge.
Clue #4
Travel on foot to the Contemporary Mosque with either your goat or dates and trade them with the man waiting out front for your next clue.
Clue #5
Make your way back to the souq, and head to Omani Craftsman's House where you will find your next clue.
Clue #6
Roadblock: Who can work and weave?
The teammate participating in this roadblock must help create a small basketwork bowl. After watching the example, you must use the provided materials to finish off the bowl. If it meets the requirement of the shop owner, you will receive your next clue.
Clue #7
Make your way to the pit-stop for this leg of the race, Nizwa Fort! The last team to arrive may be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 4
-first: continue racing
-last: continue racing

LEG 5
Oman
Clue #1
Drive yourself to Bimmah Sinkhole in Muscat, Oman! You will receive your next clue after having a cup of delicious locally-made coffee. Caution! Double U-Turn ahead!
Clue #2
Detour: Script Write or Shipwright
Script Write: Drive to Bait al Zubair and go into the Manuscript Room. Using a provided paper and translation guide, figure out what the marked manuscript says in English. If anything is wrong when submitting it, though, you must start completely over.
Shipwright: Drive to Oman Maritime Boatyard and find the marked boat. Oman Maritime has been reviving the craft of making the traditional wooden boats of Oman’s past, and you must help with the process. First, you must hand-sand a small section of the marked vessel. Then, you and your partner must work together to stitch coconut palm fiber through twenty holes, or eighty total stitches. Once you’re done, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #3
Make your way to Mutrah Souk for your next clue and the U-Turn board!
Clue #4
Search through the enormous market for one of three marked stalls. One you’ve found a stall, search through their wares for a trinket with a red/yellow flag on the bottom. Give the correct trinket to the shop owner, and they will hand you your next clue.
Clue #5
Drive yourself to Qurum Beach, where you will receive your next clue.
Clue #6
Roadblock: Who will pass the shells?
For this challenge, one team member must watch the demonstration of two fishermen playing a traditional Omani game, Al Hawalees. You must first create a “board” in the sand and collect the required amount of shells to play. You must then challenge a local fisherman. If you can win while following all of the rules correctly, you will receive your next clue.
Clue #7
Make your way to the pit-stop at Wadi Bani Khalid. The last team to check in will be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 5
-first: trip to Tanzania
-last: eliminated

LEG 6
Oman - South Africa
Clue #1
Fly out of Oman to Durban, South Africa, on one of two flights.
Flight 1 (2 teams): Muscat - Durban, arrives 7:30 AM
Flight 2 (6 teams): Muscat - Dar es Salaam - Durban, arrives 8:00 AM
Upon touching down, make your way to Moses Mabhida Stadium, where you will find your next clue.
Clue #2
Roadblock: Who will swing for the skies?
One team member must strap in and complete the Big Rush Big Swing, the largest swing in the world! Dive 263 feet down. Once you have finished the swing, you will receive a section and seat number. You will search the stands for your next clue.
Clue #3
Make your way to Umhlanga Lighthouse for your next clue.
Clue #4
Shake it up! In this challenge, you must create Lighthouse Bar’s famous “Umhlanga Schling.” Use the provided recipe to create fifteen drinks to perfection, and you will receive your next clue.
Clue #5
Head to Addington Beach and dig underneath one of the large sandcastles for your next clue.
Clue #6
Detour: Tree or Sea
Tree: For this detour, go to Durban Botanical Gardens. Use a provided golf cart to make your way to the famous Wood’s Cycad, a tree dating back to the age of dinosaurs. It has been cared for here since 1848. Once there, use one of the provided pieces to put together a large 3d puzzle of the tree. Once it has been approved, you will be handed your clue, and you can drive back to the front of the gardens and continue racing.
Sea: Go to uShaka Marine World and help out with some chores! First, help the kitchen staff and prepare 5 pounds of specially made vegetables for some of the aquarium’s fish. Second, travel around the park and take water samples from each of the specified exhibits. Finally, record blood test results taken during routine health check-ups. If you’ve completed all of the steps correctly, you will receive your next clue.
Clue #7
Head to the pit-stop at Suncoast Casino and Entertainment World! The last team to check in may be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 6
-first: 5k each
-last: eliminated

LEG 7
South Africa - Lesotho
Clue #1
Drive yourself through Qacha’s Nek and into Lesotho! Once in Lesotho, drive yourself to Maletsunyane Falls where you’ll find your next clue.
Fast Forward, Leg 7
By completing this fast forward, you will skip an overnight rest point and will be able to head directly to the pit-stop. Head to Sehlabathebe National Park. Once there, using the provided map and compass, ride by horseback to the nomadic tribal people’s current village. At the village, help cook pap-pap, a type of porridge common in Lesotho. The first team to complete the challenge will be able to head directly to the pit-stop.
Clue #2
Drive yourself to Seshoeshoe Decor and Fashion Designers in Maseru for your next clue.
Clue #3
Who can cut up a pattern?
One teammate will choose one of the complicated tribal Lesotho designs, and must find five pieces of fabric that match it perfectly. But be careful, the designs have miniscule differences between them. Once you’ve found all of your fabric, cut them at the directed places to receive your next clue.
Clue #4
Make your way to the Subeng River Dinosaur Footprints, where you will find seven tags, each releasing you at a time in the morning when you will receive your next clue.
Tags 1-2: departure at 7:00 AM
Tag 3: departure at 7:20 AM
Tag 4: departure at 7:40 AM
Tags 5-7: departure at 8:00 AM
Clue #5
Detour: Cave or Maze
Cave: For this challenge, go to Liphofung Cave. You must memorize all of the rock paintings in a specified section (15 paintings), and then run approximately a quarter-mile away and select the correct paper cutouts and put them in the right order as they were shown in the cave. When you have everything selected and ordered correctly, you’ll receive your next clue.
Maze: Make your way to the second largest dam in Africa, Katse Dam. Enter the first marked gallery and record the air temperature and the humidity. Use those observations to crack a complicated code, and enter the parallel gallery it directs you into. Be careful, it might be hard to find! If you enter the correct gallery, you will find a boat key, which you must give to the boatmaster. He will then give you a small ride around the reservoir and you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #6
Drive yourself to Sani Stone Lodge for your next clue.
Clue #7
Help a local Basotho Shephard and their dogs move their sheep to a new grazing location. Don’t let the sheep get away! Once they’ve all been successfully moved, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #8
Make your way on foot to the pit-stop at Sani Top Chalet! The last team to check in may be eliminated!
Pit-Stop, Leg 7
-first: trip to Egypt
-last: non-elimination

LEG 8
Lesotho - Greece
Clue #1
Via Maseru International Airport, make your way to Athens, Greece, known to be the home of the first democracy! From there, make your way to the Theatre of Dionysus on The Acropolis, where you will take part in a U-Turn vote. The two teams with the most votes will be sentenced to an automatic U-Turn when they arrive at the detour. After the vote, teams will be given their next clue.
Clue #2
Fly to Chania, Greece on the island of Crete! Upon touching down, use the provided cars to make your way to the Agora and search for the marked stall.
Speed Bump, Leg 8
Together, team members must eat through a total of twelve Greek figs. Once all of the fruits have been stomached, that team can continue racing.
Clue #3
Detour: Traverse or Immerse
Traverse: Make your way to the Maritime Museum of Crete, and find the small yacht model outside the museum. Your goal is to remember as much as you can without writing it down, then make a half mile walk through the streets of Crete to the yacht harbor, where you must find a marked yacht and rearrange the items until it is just like it was in the model. Once the actual yacht matches the model, you’ll receive your next clue.
Immerse: Travel to Minoan’s World 3D Museum, and get treated to a five minute long “9D movie” on Cretan History which engages all of your senses. If you can answer all five questions correctly, you’ll receive your next clue. However, only two teams can participate in the show at once.
Clue #4
Drive to the Palace of Knossos for your next clue.
Clue #5
Use the provided map to navigate through the ruins, collecting puzzle pieces at each of the marked rooms. Once you have all ten bundles of pieces, head outside and recreate the large painting using the pieces you collected. Once it has been finished, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #6
Drive to Cretan Olive Oil Farm for your next clue.
Clue #7
Roadblock: Who is feeling oily?
In this challenge, one teammate will help in the process of creating olive oil. First, set up special tree-shaking equipment and a net, used to efficiently get olives out of the tree without bruising them. You will then sort the olives between bruised and fair. Finally, crush both bruised and fair olives with a traditional granite olive press. Once they have been successfully grinded into a paste, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #8
Find the pit-stop along the coast of the small village of Loutro back on the west side of Crete. You will soon discover, however, that the village is completely blocked off from the mainland by mountains, so you will have to find alternate transportation. Hurry, because the last team to arrive will be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 8
-first: trip to Austria
-last: eliminated

LEG 9
Greece
Clue #1
Fly back to the mainland in Thessaloniki! When you’ve arrived, search Aristotelous Square for your next clue.
Clue #2
Detour: Serve or Observe
Serve: For this detour head on foot to Bougatsa Giannis, a renowned restaurant in the Ladadika area. You must take the orders of twelve total people and retrieve the correct dishes for them from the kitchen. Each person also has a dessert, which must be retrieved from nearby pastry shop Trigona Elinidi. You may take notes, but if you mess up someone’s order, you must start it over again.
Observe: Go by taxi to the Thessaloniki Science Centre Technology Museum and make your way to the main planetarium. The night sky will be projected above, and will be moving around you at one hour of regular movement per second. Using the provided key, identify five Greek constellations first identified by Claudius Ptolemy- Orion, Ursa Major, Cassiopeia, Centaurus, and Perseus. Be careful, it might be dizzying! Once you’ve found all of the constellations, you’ll be rewarded with your next clue.
Clue #3
Find the Arch of Galerius for your next clue.
Clue #4 Use one of the marked cars to drive yourself for the rest of the leg. Go to the Thessaloniki Concert Hall for your next clue.
Clue #5
Roadblock: Who can blow a note and hold a tune?
Macedonian brass bands are extremely popular in the Macedonia region of Greece, so for this roadblock, learn how to play the trumpet, a popular instrument played in these bands. If you can play a few notes of the folk song with the band, you’ll get your next clue.
Clue #6
Drive to Dalamara Winery. Once there, follow the guide to the directed area, where you must load two empty kegs onto a horse drawn cart. Direct the horse approximately half a mile through the vineyard and return back to the kegs. You will continue to load and deliver a total of eight kegs to receive your next clue.
Clue #7
Drive to Ski Center Voras and take the lift to the top where Kajmakcalan, a chapel right on the border between Greece and North Macedonia is situated. The last team to arrive at this pit-stop may be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 9
-first: trip to Colombia
-last: eliminated

LEG 10
Greece - North Macedonia
Clue #1
Drive yourself across the border into North Macedonia to Popova Kula Winery! Once there, pull a tag that departs you at a certain time the next morning.
Tag 1: departure at 8:00 AM
Tag 2: departure at 8:10 AM
Tag 3: departure at 8:20 AM
Tags 4-5: departure at 8:30 AM
Clue #2
Roadblock: Who is a master chef?
The teammate doing this roadblock will use the provided recipe to cook the national dish of North Macedonia, Tavche Gravche, a special type of baked beans. If it is cooked to perfection, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #3
Drive yourself to the Millenium Cross in Skopje for your next clue.
Clue #4
Detour: Art Block or Charity Walk
Art Block: Drive to the Art Bridge, which is home to 29 statues of important Macedonian artists and musicians. Wandering on and around the bridge are 29 people dressed up as those artists and musicians. You must match nine total people to their statues. A maximum of three teams can complete this challenge.
Charity Walk: Drive to the Mother Teresa Memorial House and load a trolley cart with a marked group of items that will almost completely fill the trolley. On foot, travel to the SOS Children’s Village National Office where you are to deliver the items. If you do not choose this option, your items will still be donated after the leg.
Clue #5
Drive to the city of Struga, where the North Macedonian national anthem was created. Make your way to the Saint Archangel Michael Cave Church for your next clue.
Clue #6
Teammates must work together to memorize four total stanzas of the Macedonian national anthem- in Macedonian. If you can perform it with the orchestra without forgetting the lyrics, you’ll receive your clue to the next pit-stop.
Clue #7
Drive to the Monastery of St. Naum and the pit-stop! The last team to check in may be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 10
-first: trip to Indonesia
-last: eliminated

LEG 11
North Macedonia - Cuba
Clue #1
Make your way back to Skopje, then fly to Havana, Cuba, on two predetermined flights. Once there, go by taxi to Taller Calle 8, a car repair shop, where you will receive your next clue.
Flight 1 (2 teams): Skopje - Paris - Havana, arrives 6:30 AM
Flight 2 (2 teams): Skopje - London - Miami - Havana, arrives 7:10 AM
Clue #2
Roadblock: Who can fix it up?
The teammate doing this roadblock must follow the example to repair one of the classic Cuban cars. If it makes it past inspection, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #3
For the remainder of the leg, you’ll have to drive the car you just fixed. Head to Fusterlandia, where you’ll find your next clue.
Clue #4
Find where the attached image is in person throughout the folk neighborhood of Fusterlandia. If you can find where the image actually is and show the judge, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #5
Sell the Box or Find the Band
Sell the Box: Drive to Santa Maria del Mar Beach and sell the provided boxes of boxed rum, the “juice box for bug kids.” While never selling any box for under 25 Cuban Pesos, make 375 Cuban Pesos (around fifteen US dollars). Once you’ve made your sales, you’ll receive your next clue.
Find the Band: For this detour, drive to the Cuban Art Factory and observe the large, marked piece of sheet music in the first room. Going from room to room in the factory, try to find the band who is playing the music that was in the first room. You must make your guesses ten minutes apart, so be confident in your answers! Once you have chosen the right band, you’ll be rewarded with your next clue.
Clue #6
Drive to Vinales Valley Tobacco Field and search the marked area for your next clue.
Clue #7
Perfectly roll ten Cuban cigars, five per contestant. Watch the example closely, as any small mistake in rolling the tobacco leaf will cause the cigar to fail. Once all of the cigars have been perfectly rolled, you’ll receive your next clue.
Clue #8
Take a long drive to the eastern side of Cuba and the pit-stop at Ignacio Agramonte Park in Camaguey! The last team to check into the pit-stop will be eliminated.
Pit-Stop, Leg 11
-first: trip to Botswana
-last: eliminated

LEG 12
Cuba - USA
Clue #1
For the first part of this leg, you’ll be staying in Cuba! Drive yourself using the car you used in the last leg down Neptuno street in Havana, where you will find a guarapo stall with a flag.
Clue #2
Using the hand-press to crush sugarcane, make forty glasses of guarapo. Once all of the glasses have been successfully made, you’ll be handed your next clue.
Clue #3
Drive to the Tropicana Night Club for your next clue.
Clue #4
Roadblock: Who can make it and shake it?
For this challenge, one team member must follow the instructions of the costume designer to create a costume for one of the showgirls. If the costume is made correctly and given a pass, teams will be given their next clue.
Clue #5
Teams must drive to Aeropuerto de La Habana Ciudad Libertad, where you will embark on a charter flight to Key West, Florida, back in the United States. Once in Key West, teams must go to the southernmost point in the continental United States for their next clue.
Clue #6
Make your way to the Ernest Hemingway Home and Museum, where you’ll find your next clue.
Clue #7
Roadblock: Who is a reader, a writer, and a decipherer?
Ernest Hemingway, known for books like The Old Man and the Sea, had a notoriously bad handwriting, with little regards to punctuation or accuracy. One team member must copy one of Hemingway’s notes perfectly, letter for letter, on the provided typewriter. If it was typed perfectly, you will be handed a decoder key which you can use to find the hidden message, which will reveal the location of your final challenge.
Answer: Smathers Beach
Clue #8
Now that you’ve made it to Smathers Beach, you’ll partake in a final challenge. Out in between the marked buoys are bundles of letter tiles. You must dive down to retrieve them and bring them back up to shore. Figure out what you’re supposed to spell out with them, and once you think you have the answer, hang the tiles in order on your clothesline. If you have the correct answer, you’ll be given the final clue.
Answer: United States, Japan, South Korea, India, Oman, South Africa, Lesotho, Greece, North Macedonia, Cuba, United States (teams must figure out that they have to spell out all of the countries they visited in order on the race)
Clue #9
Congratulations! Make your way to the final pit-stop at Fort Zachary Cruise Pier! Go, go, go, the first team to reach the pit-stop will win 1 MILLION dollars!
Pit-Stop, Leg 12
10 countries
4 continents
over 27,000 miles
first: 1 million dollars
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Trials of Adam ch1, 2

Trials of Adam ch1, 2


Welcome to my novel, inspired by Barry Pepper's role in Crawl (2019)

Chapter 1: Envy, Wrath
Nobody ever imagines themselves as a victim. I certainly didn't. I admit I was kind of a cocky little shit so maybe I deserved to be here: half-naked in a swamp with a bullet in my chest. I think there was also a bullet in my head, either that or I cracked my skull on something while in the process of crawling out of my makeshift grave. "I am Army Master Sergeant Adam Severgine," I said out loud to no one. I needed to remain conscious, I needed to survive.
This was no different from a deployment. Except instead of fighting for my country, for the chance to prove myself, I was fighting to dig myself out of a shithole of my own creation. "I am Adam Severgine, husband, father...addict." Tears filled my eyes. My wife and daughter were miles away in Biloxi, Mississippi.
I had no fear of death and dying but eventually, they would find out how badly I fucked up. I lost thousands of dollars in gambling, booze, heroin, meth. I should have just gotten out when I had the chance.
Instead, I turned tricks, ran drugs; I became a bitch to avoid becoming a bitch. The idea made me laugh. "Ow..." Fuck, I'm going to die.
"No, you're not." The male voice sounded calm, serene. "Do you even know where you are?"
‘I know I'm imagining you, whatever the fuck you are.’
"Because the mighty Master Sergeant Adam could never be communicating with an angel," the voice said with a laugh. The grass in front of me started to blow in the wind.
\swish* *crunch* *swish* *crunch**
The blades of grass seemed to grow taller, their shadows forming the shape of a man with long wavy hair.
"Is that what you are?" I asked with a chuckle. A sharp pain struck my side; I definitely had broken ribs.
As the angel came closer, he seemed to materialize into a mortal form; olive skin, green eyes, and hair that seemed to be streaked with red, blue, purple and gold. "What do you think I am?"
"You kind of look like the Lord, Jesus Christ," I said, my voice starting to slur into a southern accent as I felt my mind drifting away.
The angel laughed as he ran his fingers through his rainbow hair. "I'll take that as a compliment." He then reached over his shoulder and pulled on a golden cloak out of thin air. "Are you ready to go?"
"Go where?"
The angel shrugged. "Does it matter?"
"I guess not." Any place had to be better than dying alone in the swamp.
The angel reached out his hand. "You can call me Leo."
I took his hand, as I did, a series of letters flashed before my eyes; 'E-N-V-Y.' The letters were in thick black font as if someone was throwing them at my face. But why 'envy'?
I jolt awake, in full uniform, outside of a commander's office. I had been here before but where was I?
"Come in," said a female voice.
I knew who it was; Lt General Allyssa Blake. I was back at my station in Alaska. Still afraid of how the hell I managed to travel back in time I took a breath and entered the office giving the appropriate salute.
The much younger woman had blonde hair, light blue eyes, and lips that made me dream of what she looked like out of uniform. "At ease," she said with her soft breathy voice. She returned the salute and motioned for me to take a seat.
Allyssa never sounded like an officer. She gave off ASMR, that tingly feeling down your spine. She was pageant-queen beautiful, brilliant, but more than anything she was kind. Her wonderful heart was the only thing keeping me from bending her over the desk and fucking her brains out.
Sat down, focusing my eyes on the floor. I at least knew what this meeting was about. "Thank you for meeting with me Ma'am."
"Of course, Sergeant. Do you still want the transfer?"
Was this a memory or a test? "The transfer to Mississippi?"
"Yes, unless there was another position you were interested in pursuing."
"Sorry, I'm just a little one edge as of late. I apologize for the nature of my request I-" My daughter was sick, my wife was cheating on me because she was 'lonely.' I needed to be home, to reclaim my family.
"Hey," she stood up and took my hand. "I love you, Adam. You're a good guy. You're going to go home and you're going to fix this. I already have a replacement lined up."
"You do?" This part was new. I never stuck around to learn who she put in my position.
"Lawrence will take over."
"Lawrence Heath?" Lawrence Heath was an Air Force liaison officer. He had more training and education then I did so from a technical standpoint he was a good choice. But he was also Alyssa's ex who transferred to Japan after she miscarried their son.
"He wants to marry me," her voice was so angelic, calm.
Time stood still. I can feel a sharp pain in my chest. "Leo? Please tell me this is a dream."
Leo placed his hand upon my shoulder. "What do you remember about Lawrence?"
"H-He never actually hurt her."
"Alyssa miscarried in the middle of the office. You drove her to the hospital. You held her hand while she cried. Where was he?"
"He was at work. He came to her as soon as he could. I loved her like a sister, and I know it broke her when he left. But she loved him." I reached my hand to touch Alyssa's frozen cheek. "I hope they found happiness."
"Impressive," Leo said, starting a slow clap. I turned to see my guardian angel sitting on an office chair, his rainbow hair flowing about his face. "I wonder how someone so noble ended up in a place like this."
"What?" With a jolt, I was back in the swamp. My chest felt like it was being crushed and my head was throbbing. In my hands, I felt an unbearable burning sensation. But I knew perfectly well why that was. Shooting up heroin between your broken fingers tends to fuck shit up. I forced myself to scoot backward until I felt myself leaning against a massive tree. The rough bark cut into the skin of my back and neck, but I was still grateful for the opportunity to rest.
Lighting cracked the sky, forming a distinct series of patterns, 'W-R-A-T-H'- Wrath? I couldn't help but smirk. I mean, I had plenty to be angry about. So, I was actually curious as to where the angel was going to take me next. "I'm ready."
I closed my eyes and took a deep, calming, breath.
I could hear the sound of a plane landing. My skin was no longer in pain, but my heart as beating a mile a minute as I stood in the cool airconditioned TSA waiting room. I knew where this was. When I opened my eyes, I was meeting my daughter. My wife and I had tried for years to conceive but it was never meant to be. At the age of thirty, we started the process to adopt from China. After years of waiting, we stood hand in hand at the immigration office of Jackson, Mississippi. China had been our last hope. For whatever reason, we were unable to even get on a waiting list for a European or North American baby. That was another reason I was nervous. The little girl was already six months old. What if she took one look at me and decided, 'Nope, I'm not going to be able to love these military-redneck white folks?' I was scared. Fate had a reason for never blessing us with a biological child.
As the adoption rep put the baby in my arms, I felt only the light of God's love. "Hello, Cece."
My wife scoffed, "I thought we agreed on a name- Annabelle-Rylie?"
"Felicity June Severgine," that's her name, my daughter's name.
The next few moments flew by in a blur, but a painful number of them were of me abandoning my family. As the years passed, I saw myself in uniform leaving for deployment; moments when I truly believed that I might not come back alive. Other times I was just in sweatpants and a t-shirt as I kissed my family goodbye. Before my eyes, Cece transformed from a toddler to a teen. I suddenly felt a wave of nausea. The last time I saw Cece she was no longer the beautiful girl I remembered.
I closed my eyes and fell to my knees. "Oh, God..." I knew what I was going to see; my angel my reason for living, in a medically induced coma.
"She never told you what really happened," said Leo's disembodied voice.
I stood up to see the angel standing over Cece's bed. "My wife told me it was pneumonia." I'd never made it to my daughter's side to see for myself.
"Marni told you that, knowing it would take you at least a month to get home. The wounds healed by then. And what didn't heal could be explained away. Ironically, after a seizure, she did develop a sepsis infection in her lung that mimicked pneumonia." Leo made his way to Cece's side and held her hand. "But you didn't see what she looked like the day of the phone call." Leo kissed Cece's forehead. "I'm so sorry little one, this will only last a moment."
I had a feeling I was not supposed to hear that last part.
Cece had a breathing tube but as time regressed it vanished, replaced with the monstrous number of wounds. She cried, then screamed. Her face covered in bruises, cuts, and clearly broken bones. Her clothing transformed into a short blue dress; one I had never seen before.
Time stood still as my government issue phone rang. I hit my thigh only to feel no pockets. The phone was in the palm of my hand. "Hello?"
"Hi, Daddy."
I remember this conversation. She said she came home from a dance. Homecoming, Prom?
"I went to a party," Cece's said, her voice cracking with sadness. "It was great."
Silence.
Leo poked my arm. "Hey, it's your line."
With trembling hands, I moved the phone to my mouth to speak. "That's great, baby."
"Should go," she said as her breathing became labored. It was clear she was trying not to cry. "I-I love you, Daddy."
Marni came in the room just as Cece hung up. "Hi, sweetie, do you feel up to talking to the police officers? They need to get your statement and do a rape kit."
"Yes, Mom," Cece glanced at the phone, giving it a squeeze. "I'll be ok. I just wish Dad was here."
I got to see the rest of the scene. According to her statement, she had been raped, beaten and left for dead. That was how she escaped. When her date (and his three friends) thought she was dead, they locked her in the trunk.
She remembered what her father had told her about how to escape a trunk and managed to not only kick out the tail light but also get the trunk open while the piece-of-shit car was going forty down a backroad. Battered and bloody she ran for her life until she found her way to the main street.
Leo placed his hand upon my shoulder. "What would you have done if you knew the truth?
"I would have fucking killed the bastards."
"Really?" Leo waved his hand, to focus back on the scene.
Marni took a seat, holding Cece's hand. "What did you tell your Dad?"
"Nothing. I didn't want him to be disappointed in me," she said, burying her face in her pillow.
"I could ever be disappointed with you," I said out loud. I knew she couldn't hear me, that hurt more than anything. But not more than the feeling of my leg getting blown off.
A sharp pain shot through my leg. Suddenly I was back in terrorist occupied Iraq, riding in a supply convoy. A larger truck ran us off the road, into an IED. At least that's what I was told.
The vehicle I was in exploded, and I was pinned under the rubble. Somehow my leg was extracted from the mess and sent along with the rest of my broken body to Landstuhl, Germany where I spent the next few weeks waking up.
At the time, my home station was in Colorado Springs, Colorado. That was where my wife was living with a then eleven-year-old Cece. I remember I’d asked that I be transferred back to my family; if I was going to die, I wanted to die at home. My superiors, the US military; they owed me that much.
My next memory was of Cece staying by my side. I'd suffered burns over twenty-five percent of my body, there were bone shards in my hips and my leg had been put back together with pins and rods. It was a unique sensation, to be a living mass of pain. The local medical team determined that I would never walk again. So, the goal was to make me comfortable.
I was allowed at-home hospice care. This meant that I was placed under the attention of a nurse for administering therapy, and medications, but during the majority of the week my wife was tasked with wound care. At least she was supposed to be. My wife never touched me. To do so would have meant to show some level of compassion.
I remember Cece asked the nurse to teach her how to change the dressing on my leg. I have to assume the nurse thought she was curious and adorably sweet. Because otherwise, it was not the safest practice.
I closed my eyes. When I awoke, I was back in that wonderful moment. "Cece?"
"Hi, Daddy," my little daughter said in a calm whisper as she donned oversized medical gloves.
“Hi, Sweetheart,” I replied in a horse whisper.
“If I hurt you, I’m really sorry.” She changed out the gauze, using a bottle of peroxide to wash the open wounds.
I flinched but tried my best to stay quiet.
"Mom said that I needed to say goodbye," Cece explained as she worked with a gentle touch. "She told me the only reason you came home is because you're too sick to go back. I don't believe her." She finished in silence before getting a clean blanket from the closet. "You're going to walk again." She cuddled by my side, resting her head on my shoulder. "Superheroes don't die."
My heart filled with a sense of faith that I didn't know was possible.
She spent her summer by my side; changing my bandages, helping with physical therapy. I was also working with a therapy nurse who was impressed by my level of strength.
For Cece's twelfth birthday she had a party at the on-base movie theatre. I paid the bills but Marni took on the responsibility of making the day special for our daughter. Cece invited her entire class, she looked so genuinely happy.
I arrived in my wheelchair. As the movie played, it was 'Step Up', some kind of dance movie from the golden age of hip-hop music. The movie was played on the projector as background noise, as the kids ate pizza and talked.
I waited in the back until she noticed me.
"Dad!" She broke off a conversation with several friends to run over to me. "Oh my god! Did you just get here? How was your therapy appointment?"
From my wheelchair, I reached to the cane at my side and I stood up.
Cece cupped her hands over her mouth as tears welled in her eyes.
I took my first (pain-stricken) steps since the accident that should have taken my life. I stood tall, strong, as Cece threw her arms around me.
"I love you, Daddy. You're my hero." she paused to wipe tears from her eyes. "But does this mean you're leaving again?"
I was. I could have taken medical retirement, stayed with my family. But I needed the money. I needed to pay off a mortgage, send my daughter to a good college: I wanted to make my family proud.
So, I took a position in Alaska as a squadron lead. That’s when the addictions started. painkillers lead to heroin. loneliness lead to gambling and prostitution. all because I left behind the one person who truly cared.
The world went dark. I was sitting alone in an empty theatre as Leo appeared on the screen. "Hi, Adam. Wow, this is certainly an interesting view."
"Yeah," I replied in a weak voice.
"Well, I have to ask, what would you have done if you knew the truth about your daughter's assault?"
All I could do was laugh. The situation was clear now: I was dead and this was Hell. "You really want to know?"
Leo shook his head. "Look, I'm not a sadist, I just have a job to do. I was human once, just like you. And no, you're not in hell."
“Forgive me if I don’t believe you.”
The man laughed as he turned towards the theatre and with one swift motion, seemed to jump from the screen. He walked towards me, with the fabric of the curtain attached to his back like wings. "So, what would you have done? Her attackers were never prosecuted. If you had a moment with those boys in a soundproof room with just your revolver, what would you do?"
I thought for a moment. I had no one to blame but myself. "I would eat my gun." Was Cece dead? I needed to know. If she was gone, I truly wanted to die.
Leo approached me, placing a hand upon my shoulder. "Much better, on to the next test."
I gripped his arm. "Why should I trust you?"
Leo rolled his eyes. "Maybe because I'm the one with the magic powers."
"You're my driver," I said in a tone that came off ruder than intended. "But what would happen if I said I'd rather walk to my final destination."
Leo chuckled and shrugged. "Hell, if I know. Maybe someone will find your body. Maybe you'll reunite with Cece in heaven. Or maybe she'll survive and grow up believing that her hero abandoned her. What do you want from me?"
"You said you were human once- I want to know something about you."
Leo cupped his hand to my face, tracing a finger along my jawline. He appeared to be studying my features, which gave me an opportunity to study his. "What do you see when you look at me?"
"You have green eyes," I said in a whisper. His eyes were hypnotic, his breath; warm, comforting, human.
"I know what it feels like to love someone until it hurts." Leo leaned in and kissed my lips, breathing a long constant stream of air that seemed to crackle with electricity.
Chapter 2: Lust, Greed
'All you need is love? Love? Love is all you need?' The voices hummed in my ear. They weren't singing, they were asking. I know where I am and I don't want to open my eyes.
"How does that feel?" asked a voice that was not Leo. It was Dr. Ethan Rogers, my physical therapist. He was a younger man; late twenties, early thirties, with blond hair and blue eyes- the most all-American soldier you could ever hope to meet. And he was massaging my naked thigh with a vibrator.
I know I'm hard, and I know what he's about to do next.
"I'm going to put this inside you," he said in a most professional tone of voice.
I could have attacked him, punched him in the face, or at the very least or at least said no. But it felt so good. I knew my scar tissue was prominent. It was a disgusting crater that ran along the entirety of my leg. I stayed in shape; my body was lean, muscular but that seemed all for show. I needed to look the part of a soldier, maybe if I was lucky, I would be able to pass my physical. My legs were for running, training. My cock was for pissing. My ass was for shitting. It had been months since I allowed myself to feel sexual pleasure.
"Just relax, let yourself go."
Damn it feels incredible. My eyes open on their own, staring straight into the blinding room light. The bulb is blinking forcing me to blink. Letters form in the shape of the light. 'L-U-S-T.' Yeah, I guess so. But it wasn't a lust for sex.
I feel him inject my leg; my broken, mangled leg. My leg that existed for the sole purpose of causing me unbearable pain, akin to the fires of hell. In a matter of moments, all of that was but a memory. He told me he was giving me morphine but I knew it had to be something stronger. That shit fucked with my head. Like a cool wave of tranquility; life death and every emotion in-between.
"I can get you a prescription for morphine, maybe even fentanyl.” His voice is calm, cool, like an ice tea on a hot day. “All you have to do is submit to me."
All I could do was laugh. "Sure, sounds great." My speech was slurred. This man was the devil and I willingly jumped headfirst down the rabbit hole into Hell.
I was physically fit. Dr. Ethan Rogers knew he could rent me out to anyone who had a fetish for dominating. Over the next year and a half, I lived as a sex-slave. I was bound, gagged. I sucked cock and even let men fuck me in my on-base housing. I was a human party favor, but I was always well compensated.
I took their pills, so many pills, all the colors of the rainbow. Most of the time, I never knew what any of it was, only that it was my prize. And when given vials of heroin, meth and God knows what else, I shot up in my arms, legs, but mainly my hands just because no one at my actual job seemed to notice my hands.
It was a perfect system. By day I was a soldier; a flawless, reliable worker who could be counted on for any job. I was a great husband and father who was working tirelessly to make sure his family would be taken care of. I worked myself to the bone, playing through the pain. But at night I was free.
Until the day my heart stopped.
I awoke in Alysa Blake's room, on her sofa. "Wow, you fucked up." The general looked like her actual youthful age. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a messy bun.
"Aly?" I tried to speak but immediately had to vomit.
General Blake had a bucket waiting by the side of my head. "You're going to stay here for a while." She placed a cold washcloth to my neck focusing on my artery. "This is going to help with the pain in your chest."
I shook my head. "But, what about my leg?"
"You're not the only one living with chronic pain." Alyssa took my hand a placed it on her hip, just below her abs. There was a massive scar. I knew the story; she had been shot in the hip; the bone and surrounding tissue had to be rebuilt. This was likely the reason for her later miscarriage. "I'm not giving you anything for your leg. You're probably going to have another seizure from all the drugs you already took."
I tried to move, to sit up- anything. But the pain seemed to course through my body. I wanted to cry or scream, but no sound was coming from my parched throat.
I gripped my head as a massive migraine pounded my vision. In the midst of my agony, I didn't even notice Alyssa leave and return with a blanket until the moment she cuddled by my side. "I'm going to stay with you."
I nodded, with a noticeable lump in my throat.
"Talk to me about Cece." Alyssa put her arms around me as she rested her head on my chest. “What is she like?”
I knew what this was. This moment, it was the opposite of lust. Nothing was worth more than my family, my daughter "She's a dancer."
"A dancer?"
"I think my wife has her in gymnastics and cheerleading but she..." I swallowed hard thinking about the last time we talked. Cece asked if she could send me a link to a video of her ballet recital. She loved ballet, she wanted to be a choreographer. She sent the link but my Alaska internet was too weak to see it without an extensive amount of buffering. And the camera had been placed so far back I could barely make out her face. I told her as much, but that I would love to see her dance someday.
"Have you seen any of her performances?"
I nodded. "C-Can I have some water?"
"Sure." Alyssa turned away, attempting to sit up.
Try as a might, my arms wouldn't let her go. "I feel sick. But, more than anything, don't want to cry in front of my commanding officer."
Alyssa glared at me with a look of seriousness. "I found you in your room bleeding from your ass. I performed CPR until you were lucid enough to walk with your arm around my shoulder." She only lived a few houses down and often visited.
I couldn't remember making the walk to her house but it wouldn't be the first time. I had the habit of dialing her number when I was too high to think straight. "My apologies Ma'am."
She reached for my hand, stroking between my fingers. "If I was here as your commanding officer you would be in a hospital awaiting a medical discharge." Her fingers paused on an open sore where I injected regularly. "I'm here as your friend, because what you need right now is a friend."
I knew she wasn't wrong. "Thank you."
"So, tell me about the time you saw your little girl dance."
My hands were trembling as my eyes filled with tears. "She sent me a USB."
"She sent you a file on a flash drive? Wow, that's really sweet."
"Cece had somehow used her phone to record a solo piece in her backyard. I didn't recognize the song, something Gaelic sounding about finding your wings to touch the sky." With the warm memory in my heart, my body relaxed.
"That sounds like the theme from the movie Brave," Alyssa said as she sat up. "Wow, that brings back memories. Anyway, I'm going to get you some water now."
Brave? Of course, it was.
Alyssa returned with a bottled water and a straw. "Take small sips." Once it appeared like I was not going to vomit again she took her place back on my chest, holding me close. "You need to go home."
"I know." I stroked her hair as I looked up at her stucco ceiling.
"You need to research a position at a base closer to your family,” she said as she kissed my cheek. “And I will sign off on it."
"Thank you." Now I just wish she talked me out of driving down to the states. Maybe I wouldn't have fucked up as badly as I did.
A lonely drive, six hours on the road, maybe eight. Behind the wheel of a rented SUV carrying all my worldly possessions, I thought I could keep focus, I thought I-
And here comes the crash.
I opened my eyes, but all I see is darkness. "Leo, are you there?"
I could feel someone grab my hand, pulling me from the vehicle. It wasn't Leo, but rather a younger male, possibly a teen.
"Wow, Leo was right, you are fucked up." The kid pulled me out of the vehicle, seemingly indifferent to my level of pain. "You should grab your wallet and suitcase. We have a bit of a walk into town.”
I did as he asked. I could recall what happened at this moment in time. While it did not include a Native American surfer-boy, I knew where we were headed.
"How long did you manage to stay clean for?" the smug teen asked.
I turned to him with a look of contempt. He stood maybe 5'9", and although he had an attractive face and youthful demeanor, I would have no problem punching his lights out.
"Really, old man?" The boy laughed.
"Master Sergeant Adam Severgine," I said with a groan.
"I know," he said, happily, skipping down the road. "I'm Jamie. Welcome to Oklahoma."
"How old are you? And where's Leo?"
"Leo will meet us in town. And as for me-" Jamie did a backflip landing in front of my face, close enough to kiss my lips. "I'm legal."
"Are you a guardian angel too?"
"Are you asking if I have powers?"
"I am," I replied through gritted teeth. I could remember how long the original walk took me. By the time I got to town, my leg was killing me.
"That's not why you got high off your ass."
"Oh, fuck you!"
"You got clean just long enough to pass a physical, for the job transfer. And then you started using again like the fucked-up junkie that you are!" Jamie continued doing flips and cartwheels down the empty road.
I focused on my own path looking down at my boots as I walked. My leg was mostly healed, to the point where I could walk unassisted, I could even drive. But I still felt an ache, a chronic pain that would never go away no matter what drugs I took.
Jamie appeared in front of me, lifting my face to look into his eyes. "I'm bored and I miss my boyfriend so I'm going to do you a favor." He punched me in the face with all the force of a fighter jet.
I awoke on the floor of a casino. And I do mean floor: My eyes opened to reveal the sight of paramedics working frantically. They had apparently just finished restarting my heart.
When I looked straight ahead, sitting at a slot machine was Jamie. The little punk was doubled over in laughter.
Leo stepped out of the shadows. He raised a finger giving the 'give me a second' sign. He embraced Jamie, speaking to him in a quiet tone. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but at least Leo was calming him down. When Jamie finally stopped laughing, the couple walked to the elevators.
A tall older man, in a suit, came over to check on the scene. He was the hotel manager and a former Marine. We talked for a while, with me telling him my situation. He kindly offered to give me a room for the night, free of charge. It was the least he could do for a fellow soldier.
Yes, it was only for one night. I could contact the rental agency and they could send a new car to my location. But until then he offered to buy me dinner and give me a tour of the hotel and casino.
Everything was going great. After hanging out with my new friend I took a seat at one of the many the table poker tables.
I was by no means an expert but I preferred tables, to computer-generated games of chance. That was when I met Lola. She looked like a typical cocktail waitress, just a few years away from retirement. She was possibly old enough to be my mother (either that or she had just spent too much time in the sun,) but she was undeniably beautiful. She made sure to flirt, playing with her long blonde hair as she brought me free drinks.
"Drink up," she said, before taking a shot. She cupped my face, forcing the shot of whiskey down my throat. "It's on me, love." Next thing I knew she was on my lap. I was winning hand after hand; she was truly my good luck charm. When I was too drunk to walk, she offered to escort me to my room.
I remember collapsing on to the bed. I could feel her hands, her long nails, then her mouth. When I was ready, she started to ride me. Talking dirty in a way that my wife never did, I gave her full control. she got on her knees and wanted me to fuck her from behind. I did, and what was when a man barged in with a master key. It was the manager.
My memory is blacking in and out but I remember him getting on the bed. He and Lola are laughing. They offer me cocaine.
The next morning, I awoke to the sight of Lola in my bed. Her naked chest was moving, so I had no immediate reason to panic.
Jamie stood in the corner wide-eyed. "Wow, I was raped to death by a demonic cult and even I found that disturbing."
Leo walked through the wall to stand at Jamie's side. "And this isn't even the worst of it."
I tried to sit up but my body hurt. "Why, the fuck, are you even here?" Just my luck, I had a pair of fuck-boy morons for guardian angels.
Leo sighed. He approached the bed, stroking Lola's hand. "You can't change the past." He made a turn to the closet, grabbing my phone from my pocket. "But you can choose your future."
I was lucid enough to move my arm and unlock my screen. I had wi-fi. I clicked on my email. it was open to a message from Cece, starting with a link that I had never seen before. "Greed.mov?"
Leo shrugged. "You should probably take a look."
I clicked. There was Cece in her blue dress, sitting on her bed. "Hi, Dad. I'm a little nervous. I really like Jason, and well, I wish you could have met him. He's so much like you. He wants to join the Marines, travel the world. I mean, I guess I'd write to him. A lot of my friends are planning on getting married, so their boyfriends don't cheat. It's really stupid. Jason says he loves me, he wants to marry me. I'm pretty sure he just wants to fuck me." Cece looked down at her silver ring. It had belonged to my grandmother who passed away before Cece was born. I had given it to my daughter on her sixteenth birthday. It was only then, on that video, did I notice where she wore it. She wore it like a wedding ring: a purity ring.
Cece looked to the side, at her computer, to press a few keys. "I hope this will help my anxiety." The music starts to play, it was a slow, Celtic, song. I watched as she moved her arms, in a graceful ballet pose. She appeared to be free-styling a dance piece, in her room, dancing on her bare feet. It was truly breathtaking. But why was the file titled 'greed.mov'?
"I can't wake up without you, Dad." The voice was not coming from the phone.
I nearly screamed at the sight of Cece's broken, bloody form.
Jamie put his arm around Cece, patting her shoulder. "Don't worry, she's still in a coma."
The creepy, undead version of my daughter leaned her head on Jamie's shoulder. She turned just enough to look at me with her dark, innocent, eyes. "When you rocked me to sleep, you would tell me stories. I think you assumed I couldn't hear you or what I wasn't paying attention."
"You couldn't even talk." For the first two years, I was so nervous about being a father, that I would unload all of my horrific stories on to Cece like a verbal diary. she didn't speak a word until she started preschool at age three and even then, I never heard anything from her teachers about my stories.
"Knowing so much about your past is why I always had such respect for you." Cece took a step forward, reaching out her hand. "I know what you saw, what you experienced. It made you the person you are." When she came closer, her hand hit a glowing wall of energy. She nodded her head knowingly. We weren't in the same space. "Jamie said you're going to make your way back to me."
I knew our time was short so I had only one question to ask. "Why greed?"
"You told me I was your treasure; I was everything you ever wanted."
"I'm so sorry."
"That wasn't meant as an attack. Not at you, not ever." Cece moved closer. She was able to sit on the bed, her hand caressing the fabric. Her moves were careful and deliberate.
I would have given anything to be able to touch her hand. I knew in my heart this wasn't an illusion, this was my daughter.
Cece pursed her lips and continued, "There's an old saying, 'Shoot for the moon, even if you fail, you'll be among the stars.' Well, what happens when you reach the moon but it's not the finish line that you thought it would be. You always want more, I did anyway. that's why I let Jason go as far as he did. I thought I could have it all; I'd go to college and have a hot, long-distance boyfriend. maybe we'd meet up in Europe where I would audition for a ballet company. At least that's what I thought." Cece wiped tears from her eyes. "He was dating me as a practical joke. I was the nerdy-science geek who was also a dancer. The rumor was that I clearly wanted to be fucked, but my stern military daddy was keeping me inline." She paused for a moment, looking into my eyes. "I guess he was half right. I knew Jason's plan was to make me choose between you and him. And what's really messed up is, I would have chosen him. I was greedy." Cece took a few steps back, her form already starting to fade. "I miss you so much, Dad. Please come find me."
Leo cracked his knuckles. "Well, this was fun but we have miles to go before we sleep. So-" He turned to Jamie.
“Yeah, I know.” Jamie nodded, with a sigh, as Cece vanished.
Next, Leo turned to me, with hesitation. "This next part is going to hurt."
"More than seeing my dying daughter?"
Leo clicked his tongue as he moved to Jamie's side. "Adam, how much do you remember about your trip from Oklahoma to Louisiana?"
"Do I remember who shot me and left me for dead int he Louisiana swamplands?" I clearly did not.
"Do you want to know?" Leo asked, twirling a lock of his rainbow hair. "I mean I'm supposed to show you, orders from the big boss," he said, motioning towards heaven. "But I think it would be a little cruel."
Jamie's eyes lit up. "Can we just give him a summery? He'll feel just as shitty but we won't have to watch it!"
Leo pursed his lips, clearly trying to hide laughter. "Jamie..." Leo took a breath to calm down. "None the less you are correct. But to stay in line with the," he made the pointing gesture again, "I'll give him just enough to dwell on during our hike back to civilization."
Jamie leaned against a wall as Leo stepped towards me. He crawled into bed, positioning himself on top of me like a snake. His long hair trickled against my face. "You good, Adam?"
"As good as I can be."
"I'll make this quick." Leo closed his eyes.
I did the same. The images flashed before my eyes like the world’s worst vacation slideshow. Oh, God.
More sex, drugs, a few suicide attempts. Luckily it would only last three weeks. I apparently went on the mother of all drug binges. I didn't want to go home, and I knew why. My daughter was sick, but my wife… my beautiful, kind, wife, Marni-Lynn was a fucking whore who’d torn my heart out a long time ago.

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[OC] Apocryphal Son, Chapter One

APOCRYPHAL SON, CHAPTER ONE
TAU CETI CENTRAL STATION
THE YEAR XX84
HAROLD CONRAD
Clad in a beige trenchcoat covering carbon black body armour, Harold Conrad crossed the gap between two intersecting alleyways. He glanced over his shoulder and scanned the corridors. The alleys were empty and silent save for the sound of raindrops pounding against the steel floor.
Why do I have to live in the only part of the city that rains?
Doing another double take around the alley, he reached in his inner right pocket and retrieved a cigarette neatly rolled in paper, pulling his jacket tight to hide the bright red stains on his breast.
Conrad took a long drag as the rain beat down on the fag and danced off his coat. He stood still a moment, blew out a cloud of smoke and watched it rise into the rainy night sky. Tucking it into the left corner of his mouth, he darted down the alley and into the rain-slicked street, still bustling with energy and noise in spite of the storm.
Have to cut through the sphere. Four minutes, twenty-nine seconds before the next deep-tube train leaves. Twenty-eight. Twenty-seven.
Conrad increased his walking speed by fifteen percent and hurried towards Thatcher Avenue by way of Babbage Street, heavy drops of rain pounding on his head like a wet drum the whole way. From Thatcher he descended into Tau Ceti’s underground Tube system, where he caught the White Line to the Asphodel District, stepping nonchalantly over the gap just as the doors closed, with no time to spare.
Well actually, point four seconds to spare.
He stood the whole way, puffing his cigarette towards the roof of the tram car where the smoke coalesced with the rest of the passengers’ ashy clouds. Aside from a cacophony of coughing and hacking and the odd grunted murmur, the ride was silent the whole way through.
The tube car’s doors opened and Conrad stepped through in line with the evening crowd commuting to their shifts in, by the looks of most of them, the factories in the Greater Gateside borough. He shuffled along with them, just another citizen in a sea of grey and brown. Moving upward out of the metro he found himself in the neon glow of Karnaby Alley in the Asphodel District. Stretching past Conrad’s vision, incongruous shops, theatres, gentleman’s clubs and seedy pubs lined both sides of the groovy yellow street. Up above, the sky was tuned to a constant video feed of the sky visible from the clear dome above the Elysium District. At the centre, sounds and conversations so numerous they became noise like the static in his ears. He figured the average bloke might feel invisible amongst so many people and so much noise, but Conrad never felt invisible.
Along the way, Conrad counted the cameras. It was the little game he played to keep his mind occupied during the rare commutes home. There was one above Jammy’s Casino, another embedded in the sign for Galaxy’s End pub, one under the awning of Take 7, two on either side of Lady Jane’s Boutique, one in the awning above Karnaby Boy, one tucked under the unlit sign for Long John’s Wig Emporium, another in the first ‘o’ of Lord John’s, two on either side of the sign that implored passers-by to drink Coca-Cola, two along the rubberised tiles that lined the street and five more strewn across the bright neon sign that hung above the centre which read:
KARNABY ALLEY WELCOMES THE GALAXY
Conrad ducked into a side alley and threw a fag end to the ground. From his right coat pocket, he retrieved another fag and from the opposite side, his Tokugawa-brand Walkman. He flipped the tape to the ‘A’ side and fast-forwarded to the second track as he pulled the over-ear headphones through his collar and attached them to his ears. The device made a distinct click and the sounds of the Old World filled his ears. He knew the song well. It was a song that resonated with him, made him feel only slightly less alone in the world. But try as he might, he couldn’t recall any of the lyrics.
But when he saw the man with a bold lightning streak across his face, he remembered the feeling.
Conrad tuned out and walked past three other tube stations before descending to Hammersmith Station, which took him from the Asphodel district to the other side of Cocytus by way of no fewer than four stops through the Greenbridge Borough, Northwark Borough, Redwich Borough and Oldham Borough, respectively.
On the other side of the tram car door was the same wet world he had left only fifty-six minutes, fourteen seconds earlier. That time could have been decreased by nearly eighty percent had he taken the Asphodel Expressway, which can purportedly cover the circumference of Tau Ceti Central Station in exactly twelve minutes – though in actual fact Conrad had clocked it in at twelve minutes, six seconds and eleven minutes, fifty-eight seconds the last two times he had ridden it.
But the Asphodel Expressway wouldn’t be running that night.
The one part of his commute routine that never changed was his stop at the local Dusk Til Dawn. Conrad shook off the cold and adjusted his now-drenched trenchcoat. On that side of the door, the pounding rainfall and muffled public tannoy announcements seemed distant, as if it were another world.
The shelves that lined the wall were stocked with goods brought in from all over the galaxy: Jitaku, Taurus Tau, Ganymede, Regulus, Galactus Prime and others from corners of the galaxy to which he gave little thought. Conrad navigated the maze of overpriced confectionary treats to reach the Holy Grail of his long journey home: the Coca-Cola slushie machine. As he approached it, an Old World jingle played from the speakers on the side of the machine through garbled static. It told him to dance and slurp with the beat, but he didn’t feel like dancing or slurping to any beat. Not then, not there.
Conrad made an inconspicuous glance to the counter as the brown slush oozed into the surprise cup. A man in his early thirties stood behind the counter reading the latest issue of the Tau Ceti Times. Without turning his head he retrieved the metal flask from the left side of his coat – just beneath his Walkman – and poured it seamlessly into the slurpstream. Without mixing it, he gulped the Slurpee highball and for a brief, rare moment, Conrad experienced bliss.
And just like that, it all came back. The distant drops of rain beating like an off-key drummer, the tannoy announcements so distorted he couldn’t hear how inane they were, the relentless ticking of the analogue clock outside the window, the soft whirring of his Walkman and the people who slurp and all the strange things that happen all came back, piece by piece until Conrad found himself again in the dreary doldrums of civilian life.
He gently placed the surprise cup on the counter. The man hardly looked up from his paper.
“Oi, didn’t think I’d see you in ‘ere again.”
“Oh well, the feeling’s mutual. Truth be told, I keep thinking this place will be shut down every time I come back.”
“Ha! We will be, if them damn bootlegers don’t stop peddling in the back alleys ’round ‘ere.”
“Ah, that’s a shame.”
He shrugged his shoulders.
Conrad placed twenty pence on the counter and turned on his heel, Slurpee in hand.
“Oi!” the man called back. “you forget your change, mate.”
Conrad feigned a surprised look. “Oh sorry ’bout that guv. Could have sworn it was twenty pence.”
“It is,” he said, handing him a ten pence coin. “But Navy discount, yeah?”
“Ah, I forgot,” And just as he was about to turn, he added, “Oh, you reminded me actually: Pack of the reds. Cheapest kind you have.”
Five point nought four seconds later, he folded his paper and sluggishly turned to the shelf behind him. He placed the pack on the counter at the same moment Conrad placed down his twelve quid.
“Need anything else, sir?”
Conrad raised his right wrist and glanced at a watch he knew wasn’t there. “Yeah guv… you wouldn’t happen to know what time it is o’clock, would you?”
The clerk looked up from the paper and pointed out the window to the large mechanical clock hanging from the side of the tower opposite the walkway upon which the Dusk Till Dawn stood. “’bout a quarter to one.”
Seventeen minutes, twenty-six seconds to one ‘clock, actually.
“Thanks, bruv.” he said, his expression unchanging. “And uh, merry Christmas, yeah?
The man behind the counter nodded silently and returned to his paper.
JOIN THE NAVY BECOME A FIRST CLASS CITIZEN FOR LIFE
The stark white letters on a black digital screen welcomed Conrad to his flat upon Coronation Street. Opposite the street was another sign, this one saying:
EMBRACE PURITY
The signs made his skin crawl as he climbed the stairs from Lower Cocytus to Upper Cocytus to reach Tau Ceti Tenements, flat number 117. He subtly turned his head to scan the grime-slicked hallway behind him. Everything was still save the raindrops rapping the skylight. Conrad dead at the last door on the left. Just as he was beginning to search for his keys, he noticed the door was ajar.
His heart raced as he stepped through the precipice; there was light on the other side. Conrad crept through the doorway and carefully slid his hand into his inner right coat pocket, carefully watching the shadows dancing upon the wall.
Through the door, he scanned the interior. To his immediate left was the den – sparsely decorated with a single couch, an armchair, and a cathode ray telly – which connected to the balcony, the only other exit besides the front door. Straight ahead, his bedroom and to the right, the kitchen nook which went just past his field of vision. Conrad noted the placement of all the furniture and confirmed it hadn’t been touched since he left. Aside from the candlelight, his flat was just as he left it, everything neatly arranged and organised in accordance with feng shui.
Conrad stepped silently across the carpet and turned his ear to the back of the flat. As he neared the corner to the kitchen, he heard soft, tender footsteps on the hardwood floor.
It’s her, he thought.
Conrad rounded the corner and feigned a surprised look – not difficult to do, as he only had nought point eight seconds to process this information. He pulled a new pack of cigarettes from his coat and started to pack them against the palm of his hand.
“Lin,” he spoke softly and said nothing else.
“Connie!” she seemed just as surprised as him.
Conrad threw the cigarettes on the counter and embraced her, holding her tight in his arms as he planted a tender kiss on the forehead.
She looked up at him, the warm features of her face like candlelight, and stared at him with electricity in her exotic eyes.
“Lin… You had another week in Algol, I thought.”
“I did… but I’d rather sit with you in your flat than any island resort in the galaxy,” she said, stroking his arm. “So how about you get changed and we get something to eat,” she continued with a reassuring smile.
“That sounds lovely,” he whispered. “We’ll go up to Elysium, anywhere you want. Price doesn’t matter.”
“Actually…” she began, apparently trying to find the words as she went, “I was thinking, maybe we could eat in tonight.”
“That sounds lovely, he repeated. “You fancy anything in particular?” he spoke the words as casually he could but his face still static in a state of dumbfounded surprise.
“Well, I was thinking… we could order from Tau Tao-”
“My favourite restaurant.”
She smiled and nodded. “And… we could watch that Old World movie you keep telling me about-”
The Man Who Fell to Earth. My favourite movie. Is it coming on the telly?”
She reached to the counter and handed Conrad a rectangle wrapped in silver paper adorned with a red bow. She handed it to him with that same bright smile.
“A present?” Conrad admired the neatness of the wrapping job as he held it in his hand. “What’s the occasion?”
“I dunno, we’ll call it a Christmas gift or something.”
“Whatever you say.” Conrad shrugged his shoulders and carefully tore the tape from the sides of the package.
Peeling away the paper revealed a Tokugawa-brand Betamax videocassette tape emblazoned with an image of David Bowie, the same Old World bard who sang the songs on his Walkman.
His eyes widened with sheer wonder. “You’re the greatest woman in the entire galaxy, you know that?”
Yeah, I know.” she gave him a coy look and a self-assured smile as she sauntered out of the kitchen. “I’ll call them up. You get out of those wet clothes.”
Conrad instinctively tugged at his trench coat. He had forgotten about the blood stains on his breastplate. “Yeah, good idea. I’m just gonna get a couple drags first. Haven’t had a smoke all day.”
“Good for you!” she shouted from the other room. “I’ll get the tape ready. Then we can cuddle on the loveseat and watch old movies and listen to the rain all night.” She let out a satisfied sigh and started turning the rotary dial.
“Well, that all sounds lovely, except it’s not a loveseat, love. It’s a settee,” said Conrad as he stepped back into the den.
“Well, any seat can be a loveseat if you’re sitting on it with someone you love.”
“No, make that four orders of dumplings actually, and – hang on.”
“I love you too, Lin,” he whispered, straight-faced.
She gave him a knowing look with her eyes. “Actually, make that five orders of dumplings, a couple of egg rolls….”
As soon as she was out of sight, Conrad pushed the unwrapped cigarette pack into the rubbish and stepped out onto the balcony. Leaning against the railing, Conrad gazed out at the hazy grey cityscape ahead of him, closed his eyes and listened to the soft pitter-patter rain as he smoked his final fag of the day.
Sometime later, she called him back.
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The LIST: Metro Happenings Thursday March 01 - Sunday March 04, 2018

Thursday March 01, 2018

Friday, March 02 2018

Saturday, March 03, 2018

Sunday, March 04, 2018

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The Week In Review: Suburban News of the Past Week (7/10/16)

Sunday:
NORTH:
·1. Beach Park man shot multiple times in parking lot of Evanston IHOP restaurant (NBC 5)
·2. Gov. Rauner appears at 5K run at Chicago Executive Airport in Wheeling (WGN TV)
·3. Three men sought in connection with robbery of Wadsworth gas station; may have robbed liquor store two weeks before (Chicago Tribune/Lake County News-Sun)
NORTHWEST:
·4. Mount Prospect man held on $500,000 bond for sexually, physically assaulting two teenage girls (Chicago Tribune)
·5. Motorcycle passenger killed on U.S. 20 when motorcyclist swerves to avoid a stopped vehicle, loses control of bike and crashes (Chicago Sun-Times)
·6. Backers of Schaumburg Convention Center, adjoining hotel pleased with businesses' 10 years of success (Daily Herald)
·7. Hanover Park seeks public input online on its policing services (Daily Herald)
WEST:
·8. Rental truck gets stuck in ditch, causes fire on Cemetery Lake near Arlington Heights Road in Elk Grove Village (Daily Herald)
·9. Human Library of Fox Valley allows people to have conversations with interactive content provided by humans (Daily Herald)
·10. Morton Grove man arrested for sexual abuse of a co-worker at a home for people with disabilities in Berwyn (Chicago Tribune)
SOUTH:
·11. 19-year-old Homewood woman killed in crash with tractor-trailer truck in Peotone Township, Will County (Chicago Sun-Times)
·12. Hazel Crest police: Shooting deaths of father, two daughters not a random act; police ask for information on what happened (WGN TV)
NORTHWEST INDIANA:
·13. Gary man arrested for stealing mail, packages from Gary home (Chicago Sun-Times)
·14. Ogden Dunes, Portage sign pact as non-federal sponsors to shore up beaches being eroded by rising Lake Michigan (Northwest Indiana Times)
·15. Lowell swimmer notches record time in 50-meter free swim for ages 15-16 during semi-finals for U.S. Olympic Team trials (Northwest Indiana Times)
·16. Motorcyclist killed on Indiana Toll Road in Portage when his bike collides with Indiana State Trooper patrol car making a U-turn (Northwest Indiana Times)
·17. Indiana Court of Appeals rules in favor of now-deceased woman in 25-year-old tax-sale case over Crowd Point properties that previous owner had failed to pay taxes on since 1984 (Northwest Indiana Times)
·18. Town of Munster's school head named president of Indiana Association of Public School Superintendents for 2016-17 (Northwest Indiana Times)
·19. 1989 Merrillville High School graduate who faked his own death to avoid prosecution features prominently in short film '$cammed: Investment Fraud Revealed' (Northwest Indiana Times)
·20. Object thrown through window of Hobart apartment building sparks fire, which remains under investigation (Northwest Indiana Times)
·21. Questions raised after tattoo parlor opens in East Chicago without Town Council's approval (Northwest Indiana Times)
·22. [Merrillville may be on verge of becoming broadband-ready community](www.nwitimes.com/news/local/lake/m-ville-closer-to-becoming-a-broadband-community/article_8e77d4bb-fb68-5273-8151-a7d8c67adf5.html) (Northwest Indiana Times)
Monday:
NORTH:
·23. Morton Grove man arrested on charges of burglary of gas station, falsely reporting his vehicle stolen (Chicago Tribune)
NORTHWEST:
·24. One person arrested in connection with June 29 drive-by shooting in Elgin (Chicago Tribune/Elgin Courier-News)
·25. Maine Township High School District 207 superintendent gets $50,000 merit bonus after completing goals set by the school board; his annual salary is $210,000 before bonuses (Daily Herald)
WEST:
·26. Nazi banner on display causes flap at Kane County Flea Market in St. Charles; vendor removed it at staff's request after it appeared on facebook (Daily Herald)
·27. Body of elderly man found in retention pond in Downers Grove (WGN TV)
SOUTHWEST:
·28. Motorcyclist killed in late-night crash with another vehicle at intersection of 3rd Avenue and Richards Street in Joliet (Chicago Sun-Times)
·29. New Lenox man killed when motorcycle he was riding crashed near intersection of 179th Street and Spring Meadows Drive in Homer Glen (Chicago Sun-Times)
SOUTH:
·30. Harvey woman shot to death, live-in 'companion' wounded on Sunday morning (Chicago Sun-Times)
·31. Ford Heights man with schizophrenia in jail for killing cousin who made made fun of him (Chicago Tribune)
·32. Man wounded in shooting at Pioneer Motel on Torrence Avenue in Lansing (Chicago Sun-Times)
·33. Blue Island teenager struck, killed by vehicle in 13600 block of South Western Avenue; coroner's office rules death an accident (Chicago Sun-Times)
NORTHWEST INDIANA:
·34. Westchester Township History Museum puts up exhibit on the wife, daughters and granddaughters of Joseph Bailly and their influence (Northwest Indiana Times)
·35. Michigan City-based Save the Dunes searching for new executive director after departure of Nicole Barker (Northwest Indiana Times)
·36. Former Chesterton swimmer the first from stories swim program lands place on U.S. Olympic Team (Northwest Indiana Times)
·37. Cedar Lake has timetable in place for restoration of town's namesake lake (Northwest Indiana Times)
·38. Roadside bomb discovered along Welnetz Road near Trail Creek, LaPorte County (Northwest Indiana Times)
·39. St. John police chief heading to Washington, D.C., to participate in conference on 21st-Century policing (Northwest Indiana Times)
Tuesday:
NORTH:
·40. Lake County to join national Data-Driven Justice Initiative as way of diverting mentally-ill residents from repeated jailing (Chicago Tribune/Lake County News-Sun)
·41. Lake County Finance & Administrative Committee meetings to be telecast on LCTV (Daily Herald)
NORTHWEST:
·42. Bartlett Royals Little League team, undefeated in regular season, sweeps playoffs; eight players selected for Little League All-Star game (Daily Herald)
·43. Elgin-O'Hare Expressway now a cashless tollroad from I-290 to Lake Street (CBS 2)
·44. Park Ridge reports spending about $1,950 on Hillary Clinton's May 19 visit (Chicago Tribune/Park Ridge Herald-Advocate)
·45. Hampshire renames Memorial Park as Henpeck Park to recall village's history (Daily Herald)
·46. Senior-housing project proposed for 300 N. State St. in Elgin (Daily Herald)
·47. California man charged with battery after hitting man repeatedly at wedding reception in Streamwood (Daily Herald)
WEST:
·48. Oak Park native uses KICS Cup soccer competition to promote global unity, teach about diversity and other cultures (Chicago Tribune/Forest Leaves)
·49. Man robs Fifth-Third Bank on North Neltnor Boulevard (Route 59) in West Chicago (WBBM AM 780)
·50. LaGrange police charge Maywood teen for June 21 robbery, recover iPhone (Chicago Tribune/The Doings)
·51. Kane County State's Attorney reports 7 percent increase in felony charges over same time last year (Daily Herald)
SOUTH:
·52. Park Forest man arrested on attempted-murder charge after allegedly stabbing his housemate 18 times (Chicago Tribune)
·53. Two houses, several vehicles damaged in University Park blaze that might have been sparked by fireworks (CBS 2)
·54. Mysterious hero rescues partially paralyzed man from burning home in University Park (NBC 5)
·55. Peotone Junior High School basketball coach charged with grooming female student with 'inappropriate' texts (Chicago Tribune)
NORTHWEST INDIANA:
·56. Merrillville-based MonoSol launches water-soluble film product to deliver food color to food processors in Latin America (Northwest Indiana Times)
·57. Two men wounded in separate shootings in Hammond over the holiday weekend (Northwest Indiana Times)
·58. Merrillville man arrested in scheme that exchanged counterfeit money for prepaid debit cards (Northwest Indiana Times)
REGIONAL
·59. Skyrocketing property tax bills enrage Cook County homeowners; County Board president promises not to consider property-tax hike (ABC 7)
Wednesday:
NORTH:
·60. Divvy rolls out service in Evanston (Chicago Tribune/Evanston Review)
·61. Chicago Blackhawks draft former Lake Forest Academy hockey star (Chicago Tribune/Lake County News-Sun)
·62. Lake Zurich Village Board approves proposed Illinois Secretary of State drivers-license facility at Deerpath Commons on Rand Road (Daily Herald)
·63. Wauconda officials hold off on decision on red-light camera at Bonner Road and U.S. 12 (Daily Herald)
·64. Metra completes $328,000 renovation of 127-year-old Ravinia station in Highland Park (FOX 32)
·65. U.S. Department of Labor fines Lakemoor Dental $53,900 for failing to protect employees from risks of blood-borne pathogens (Daily Herald)
·66. First American Bank on Golf Road in Skokie robbed (Chicago Tribune/Skokie Review)
NORTHWEST:
·67. Arlington Heights Park District to install 20-foot netting along Kirchoff Road as part of project that will bring in artificial turf to soccer, football fields at Sunset Meadows (Daily Herald)
·68. Des Plaines to keep 'City of Destiny' motto; decision on 'dP' logo yet to be made (Daily Herald)
·69. Sleepy Hollow considers prosecuting first-time DUI offenders locally rather than in state court (Daily Herald)
·70. Sleepy Hollow institutes ban on raising chickens in residential backyards (Daily Herald)
·71. Longtime Maine West High School girls basketball coach Derril Kipp loses battle with pancreatic cancer at age 71 (Chicago Tribune/Park Ridge Herald-Advocate)
·72. Park Ridge accountant pleads guilty to defrauding Chicago Cubs of $364,000, embezzling $358,208 from cancer patient (Chicago Sun-Times)
WEST:
·73. Man, woman shot multiple times inside Westchester home (Chicago Tribune)
·74. Aurora Police: Five people shot during Fourth of July weekend (Chicago Sun-Times)
·75. Campton Hills Village Board discusses, but doesn't vote on, firing village administrator (Daily Herald)
·76. While preservationist prepare to fight DuPage Forest Preserve District's move to demolish McKee House at Churchill Woods, Sierra Club argues for building's removal (Daily Herald)
·78. Wheaton City Council approves contract with Lakeshore Recycling Systems that will bring radio-frequency-ID technology to city's garbage collection (Daily Herald)
·79. Chicago man shot multiple times outside Oak Park gas station (Chicago Tribune/Oak Leaves)
SOUTHWEST:
·80. Pair of men who carjacked a vehicle in Chicago now sought for fatal shooting of clerk at gas station on 5300 block of Harlem Avenue in Summit (CBS 2)
·81. Palos Park homeowner with valid concealed-carry license shoots two home invaders, leaving one dead, the other wounded (WBBM AM 780)
SOUTH:
·82. Lincoln-Way High School District 210 superintendent claimed balanced budget in 2014, but private communication showed he expected $6 million deficit (Chicago Tribune/Daily Southtown)
·83. Frankfort man killed when semi tractor-trailer collapses on him at Monee industrial facility (Chicago Sun-Times)
NORTHWEST INDIANA:
·84. Merrillville man shot to death inside his home (Chicago Tribune)
·85. Friday Night Cruise-In brings motorcycle enthusiasts to South Point business park in Valparaiso every Friday evening (Northwest Indiana Times)
·86. Valparaiso police pull drunk man off Rail America tracks two-and-a-half block in front of approaching train (Chicago Tribune/Gary Post-Tribune)
·87. Bishop Noll Catholic High School graduate Matt Pobereyko heads to Arizona League Diamondbacks after his Independent League contract is bought by MLB team (Northwest Indiana Times)
·88. East Chicago graffiti artists represent area at Indiana State Museum competition (Northwest Indiana Times)
·89. Lake County coroner's office identifies body in Merrillville retention pond as Munster man (Northwest Indiana Times)
·90. Indiana Court of Appeals refuses to reduce mentally-ill LaPorte County man's 60-year sentence in the murder of his brother with a samurai sword (Northwest Indiana Times)
REGIONAL
·91. Cook County's slick new website and data portal goes live; site cost taxpayers $1.245 million (Crain's Chicago Business)
·92. Three men from Chicago, Lansing, Lowell appear in U.S. District court in Hammond on charges of trying to buy HUD homes with the intent to sell them for a profit (Northwest Indiana Times)
Thursday:
NORTH:
·93. Zion-area man pleads not guilty to charges he was driving recklessly before a crash that killed girl, her father in Lindenhurst in August 2015 (Daily Herald)
·94. Drone operator flying small, remote-controlled machine over Bangs Lake prompts Wauconda officials to draw up limitations on drone use over public, private properties (Daily Herald)
·95. Objection filed against incumbent Lake County coroner's run for re-election as independent (Daily Herald)
NORTHWEST:
·96. Elgin police chief attends three-week program at Harvard University's John F. Kennedy School of Government, learns how communities judge departments' success and how money is allocated (Daily Herald)
·97. Des Plaines City Council enacts restrictions on which flags can be flown on city property after Des Plaines Public Library puts up gay-pride flag following mass shooting in Orlando (WBBM AM 780)
·98. Algonquin man pens book inspired by his and his wife's adoption of a show dog (Daily Herald)
·99. Carpentersville suffers power outage after car-vs-semi crash downs power lines at Binnie and Randall roads (Daily Herald)
·100. Trustee who served for 13 years resigns from Arlington Heights Memorial Library board (Daily Herald)
WEST:
·101. Less than half of requests for grants from Kane County riverboat-casino gambling fulfilled (Daily Herald)
·102. Glen Ellyn college student was found dead last year along Tiber River after traveling to Rome to study at John Cabot University, echoing death of Wisconsin student (NBC 5)
·103. Cicero police officer sustains minor injuries after vehicle he stopped sped away, running over the officer's foot; suspect escaped into Chicago (WBBM AM 780)
·104. Onetime owner of Hollywood Palms, Hollywood Boulevard theaters pleads guilty to tax-evasion and bank-fraud scheme; faces up to 15 years in prison and $6 million in payments (Chicago Tribune/Naperville Sun)
·105. West Chicago officials consider building band shell in Reed-Keppler Park; Park District to be responsible for planning and management, while the city will pay for rest (Daily Herald)
SOUTHWEST:
·106. Four suspects in attempted home burglary stand charged with death of fifth suspect after Palos Park homeowner with conceal-carry permit fatally shoots man (WBBM AM 780)
SOUTH:
·107. Man found dead outside house on 200 block of Miami Street, Park Forest (Chicago Tribune)
NORTHWEST INDIANA:
·108. 15-year-old Hammond boy shot to death at 1:30 a.m. Thursday on block where he lived (Chicago Sun-Times)
·109. Film about East Chicago outsider artist Peter Anton set in Northwest Indiana to air on PBS, Lakeshore Public Television in September (Northwest Indiana Times)
·110. New state law allows former K-9 partner's cremains to be interred with late Michigan City police officer (Northwest Indiana Times)
·111. Ivy Tech Community College Northwest to restart welding program after 10-year hiatus (Northwest Indiana Times)
·112. Group of Munster residents call for changes or cancellation of St. Thomas More Fun Days following shooting that wounded woman across road at Jewel-Osco (Northwest Indiana Times)
·113. Griffith officials get OK to pursue referendum to secede from Calumet Township (Northwest Indiana Times)
·114. U.S. Environmental Protection Agency takes action to protect residents of East Chicago housing complex from effects of lead-contaminated soil (Northwest Indiana Times)
·115. Stepdaughter of ex-Lake Station mayor sentenced to 6 months home confinement, two years probation, fined $664 as result of her involvement in corruption scandal (Chicago Tribune/Gary Post-Tribune)
·116. Lakes of the Four Seasons man killed when his car slams into a tree on East 109th Avenue in Winfield; passenger from Crown Point declines medical attention (Northwest Indiana Times)
·117. Portage police arrest 10 people in connection with underage drinking party (Northwest Indiana Times)
·118. Gary man charged with arson after setting ex-girlfriend's car on fire while they talked about their relationship (Northwest Indiana Times)
Friday:
NORTH:
·119. Northbrook homeowners association seeks to stop housing development on country club property that tests show has high levels of arsenic from century of herbicides, pesticides (Chicago Tribune/Northbrook Star)
·120. Target unveils plans for small-format store at Dempster Street and Bronx Avenue in Skokie; slated to open in 2017 (Crain's Chicago Business)
·121. Chicago man arrested on gun and drug charges after allegedly shooting a Beach Park man multiple times outside Evanston IHOP (Chicago Tribune/Evanston Review)
·122. Lake County Municipal League board of directors chooses officers (Daily Herald)
NORTHWEST:
·123. Arlington Heights 'Pastafarian' convinces Illinois Secretary of State's staff to allow her to wear colander on her head for driver-license photo (Chicago Tribune)
·124. Plainfield man dies three days after being pinned between two vehicles near O'Hare International Airport (Chicago Sun-Times)
·125. Man critically injured when boat crashes into dock on Fox River in Trout Valley (ABC 7)
·126. Motorcyclist killed after being struck by flatbed truck on Route 25 close to Kenyon Road near Bartlett/Elgin (Chicago Sun-Times)
·127. Elgin fire chief announces retirement set for Oct. 10 (Daily Herald)
WEST:
·128. Illinois Attorney General sues owner of Berwyn apartment building over violation of 1978 Lead Poisoning Prevention Act (Chicago Sun-Times)
·129. 74-year-old woman killed in four-vehicle crash on Route 64 near St. Charles (Chicago Sun-Times)
·130. Carol Stream Public Library accepting applications for trustee position after Patricia Johnson resigns to care for family member; deadline is Sunday, July 17 (Daily Herald)
·131. Former CEO of Lisle-based Navistar fights federal lawsuit that he lied to investors about status of engine technology that was never developed (Crain's Chicago Business)
·132. Villa Park lifeguard saves boy's life on first day on job at Jefferson Pool (NBC 5)
·133. Campton Hills man convicted of choking a family member at Geneva hospital sentenced to 10 years in prison (Chicago Sun-Times)
·134. Man and woman shot in a parking lot early Friday morning in 700 block of North Lake Street in Aurora (Chicago Sun-Times)
·135. Geneva woman jailed for poisoning death of her husband attempts to kill herself again (Daily Herald)
·136. DuPage judge rejects Naperville Township road commissioner's lawsuit seeking full funding; trustees' decision to cut $500,000 from his budget stands (Daily Herald)
SOUTHWEST:
·137. Oswego man charged for third time with threatening, stalking Illinois Toll Highway Authority chairman Robert Schillerstrom (Daily Herald)
·138. Preservationists try to save run-down Joliet mansion owned by Civil War veteran who served in 13th Colored Infantry (WBBM AM 780)
·139. Plainfield police receive anonymous thank-you letter in wake of Dallas shooting (NBC 5)
·140. Evergreen Park woman charged with disorderly conduct after allegedly threatening police in a Facebook post (Chicago Tribune)
SOUTH:
·141. Monee mayor has been accused of aggressive behavior four times since 2011, but no charges were ever filed (Chicago Tribune/Daily Southtown)
·142. Teenager charged in Chicago carjacking that led to murder of gas station clerk in Summit (CBS 2)
·143. Coach at Thornridge High School in Dolton accused of having sex with student after mother catches them undressed in South Holland home (ABC 7)
·144. Crete woman rescues rabid bat from pool, gets bit on hand, neck (WBBM AM 780)
NORTHWEST INDIANA:
·145. Indianapolis man charged with molesting, incest of two girls in Merrillville (Northwest Indiana Times)
·146. Michigan City doctor develops app to help children eat healthy and fight obesity (Northwest Indiana Times)
·147. Gary parents of three children killed in 2014 Hammond fire caused by propane heater now charged with neglect in their deaths (Chicago Tribune/Gary Post-Tribune)
·148. Man charged with domestic battery, criminal confinement, battery causing great bodily harm after breaking car window with brick and beating woman in the face in Gary (Northwest Indiana Times)
·149. Man, woman from Gary arrested in charges of stealing $3 million from the Internal Revenue Service (Northwest Indiana Times)
·150. Chesterton native and Oklahoma City Thunder forward Mitch McGary suspended for violating NBA's anti-drug policy (Northwest Indiana Times)
·151. Four Portage Township YMCA day-care workers fired after 3-year-old boy was left unattended on a playground on June 30 (Northwest Indiana Times)
Saturday:
NORTH:
·152. Gurnee's Welton Village Plaza on Old Grand Avenue to be ready in time for annual Gurnee Days (Daily Herald)
WEST:
·153. 47-year-old Cicero man dies from electrocution after making contact with Blue Line train in Oak Park (FOX 32)
·154. DuPage Forest District to post signs reminding users of horseback riders after Wheaton woman thrown from horse which was startled by a mountain bike (Daily Herald)
·155. Tickets for La Grange's Just Desserts Tour summer schedule sell out, but tickets for October now on sale (ABC 7)
·156. Warrenville man injured when motorized glider he was piloting crashes near Newark (Chicago Tribune)
NORTHWEST INDIANA:
·157. Al's Supermarket location in LaPorte Townsquare Mall closes (Northwest Indiana Times)
·158. Calumet Township assessor's employee to plead guilty to shaking down five businesses in exchange for reduced tax assessments (Northwest Indiana Times)
·159. Two people drown in Lake Michigan off Wells Street Beach in Gary during air show; three others rescued (ABC 7)
·160. Crown Point artist workshop Board & Brush to open new location in Valparaiso (Northwest Indiana Times)
·161. Food-and-nutrition director at East Chicago's St. Catherine Hospital named semi-finalist in Jenny-O How American Burgers contest (Northwest Indiana Times)
·162. Portion of Hammond's Lyman Avenue evacuated while police search chemical-smelling car driven by Valparaiso man (Northwest Indiana Times)
REGIONAL
·163. Federal agency says Great Lakes Basin Transportation needs to outline alternate routes for proposed freight bypass (Northwest Indiana Times)
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