I came closer to see what the big deal was, and I saw all kinds of markings, an ancient language of some sort. But I had no idea what it meant.

"Tuck, what does it say?" I asked. "Tuck? Tuck?" No response. He was just staring, tracing his fingers over the markings to make sure they were real. "Hello, Earth to Tuck!"

"I hear you, Jack," Tuck answered. "Give me a minute. This is incredible. This predates cuneiform script by thousands of years. They carved it into the ground right where the asteroid hit. It must be pretty important."

Fascinating if you're in the business, I guess. If you're just in a rush to stop the end of the world, not so much.

"Tuck, what does it say?" I repeated.

"I can hardly believe I'm seeing this," Tuck said. "Look at this six-pointed star, and the cross. And then look at this here - this is an extensive record of family lineage, going further back than anything I've ever seen."

"So?" I asked.

"Jack, don't you see?" Tuck was in shock. "You are the heir. You are the end of the bloodline. You are the last living descendant of Jesus Christ."

"What?"

"Nah, I'm just shitting you."

Tuck, not now, I thought. But "Ha ha" is what I said. "What does it really say?"

"Let's see," Tuck answered. "It says 'New water slide coming summer 10000 B.C.'"

"Will you just fucking translate!" I shouted.

"Look, Jack," Tuck said, "I don't know what you want me to tell you. This predates all previously known written language. I don't know what it says."

Next: Page 168
Current: Page 167
Previous: Page 166
Table of Contents: Mesothelioma Lawyers, New York


Privacy Policy