Trailer Park Attack

Peter Whitstable of Interpol looked at the scene.

The entire trailer park had been destroyed.

Normally an attack on a trailer park in the U.S. midwest wouldn't have brought in an Interpol agent let alone Peter Whitstable (whose Fox Mulder-like specialty at Interpol was investigating cases of the Paranormal and Supernatural).

But this attack had been different.

For eyewitnesses said that the trailer park had been destroyed by a walking skeleton of a T-Rex.

"Do you suppose maybe the people in this trailer park supported health care reform?" a deputy sheriff asked, "and this Tyrannosaurus Rex skeleton was an outraged far-right Republican?".

"Maybe," Whitstable nodded.

He looked in the direction of a pretty young woman in her mid-20s. She was wearing a yellow mini dress and was kneeling at the site of one of the destroyed trailers. She had placed a bouquet of flowers on the Welcome mat in front of what had been the entrance door of one of the trailers.

"You knew the people who lived in this trailer?" Whitstable asked the woman as he walked over to her.

"I knew Matt," the girl wept, "he was a musician. Both a composer and a songwriter. He was a great budding young talent and now he's gone. He had just completed the finishing touches on a rock opera he had written."

"I'm sorry," Whitstable said. He fell silent not knowing what else to say. Then he spoke, "What was the subject of the rock opera he had written?".

"It was a new take on the legend of Doctor Faustus," the girl answered.

Meanwhile in the office of the CEO of one of America's largest arms manufacturers, the CEO was reflecting on his meeting a few days before with that mysterious enigmatic individual that was just known to him as the Doctor.

Who he thought was the Doctor? And what was he a doctor of?

In the background, the CEO's CD player played Franz Liszt's Mephisto Waltz No. 1.

To be continued.