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A Future We'd Like To See 1.35 - The Spaminator
By Twoflower (Copyright 1994)

The parking lot of the truck stop was unusually quiet.
There was good reason, however... most of the local cargo haulers
were off watching 'Truckasaurus Rex' beat the tar out of some
mecha in a mud pit at the local stadium.

There were a few trucks here, abandoned temporarily while
their drivers went off and tried to pump themselves high enough
on pure caffeine to survive the night hauls. One of the trucks
was quite surprised to get a report from its damage computer that
12% of it just vanished. It wasn't ripped off, blown up, or even
cut off... just vanished.

The 12% in question was part of a sphere. An odd sphere, a
sphere of purple light and a blast of warm air, which quickly
faded out, leaving only a man, and the sliced-away truck acting
very surprised, honking like mad so its owner would come calm it
down.

The man walked around to the front of the truck, and calmly
smashed in the door. One second after that, before the computer
could scream in terror, the man ripped the computer out.

The CD2 player started up, PLAY knob being bumped. It
started belting out annoying synthesized country music until the
man decided to rip that out too.

The man walked on, around the now-silent truck, focusing his
meaty eyes on the sign : SID'S ALL-NIGHT COFFEE TILL YOU CROAK.

*

"Order up! Sloppy joes!" the waitress yelled, dinging the
little electronic bell when the man came in.

He looked like your average tall man, pinkish as if from
sunburn. Except that unlike the other truckers, he wasn't
wearing any clothing.

The truckers, jacked on No-Doz, regarded the naked,
expressionless man with interest. Then they passed him off as
one of those night-run mirages and resumed eating.

"Ahem," the man coughed, as if he was dislodging a bit of
phlegm the size of Tibet. They continued ignoring him.

"I said, AHEM," the man continued, placing a meaty grip on
the nearest trucker's shoulder. The trucker turned around, and