Sunday February 1, 2009
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Part V: The Longshoreman's Apocalypse


Narrator: A hurricane roars at the Credomaran stationwaist.
Narrator: There is a hole in the world.
Narrator: The massive cargo ship M.R. Eatonrun descends on this hole and the stationwaist's cityscape. . . No mean feat in the rotating reference frame.
Narrator: Turbulent winds rip around and through the changing gap throwing dust and debris, smoke and fire, and any caution left lying around.
Narrator: A lone figure stands unbuffeted at the edge of the hole, in the shadow of the mighty ship, and at the heart of the maelstrom.
Narrator: He is the Longshoreman Of The Apocalypse, and at his command this apocalypse is drawn to a crushing end.
Frank Hannibal: Are you getting all this?
Lou: Are you kidding?
Narrator: He is going to make the news.