The Black Goblin 14

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The sergeant called for help. Another officer came through. “Can you help Mr. Ginster through the processing process please?”

  “Ok Sarge,” said the officer who led the D’ark Goblin into the admissions room of the station. “I thought you were called the Black Goblin? After all that’s what this story is called.”

  “I changed my name to cut a deal with the Dark Lord.”

  “That sounds wrong somehow. Before we start have you taken any super powered potions in the last 24 hours?”

  “Yes.”

  “Which ones?”

  “Flight and super speed.”

  “You’ll have to take a neutraliser potion then, before we can lock you up.” The policeman gave DG a neutralising potion.

  DG drank the potion and waited a few seconds. He came to his senses. “What am I doing here?” he asked.

  “You’re under arrest.”

  “What for?”

  “Handing out stolen money I think.”

  “How did you catch me?”

  “Light Man brought you in.”

  “I wouldn’t hand out stolen money. Not for all the tea in China.”

  “Are you saying you’ve been wrongfully arrested?”

  “Has all the tea in China been accounted for?”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes then.” D’ark Goblin tried to make a dash for it but was too weak and slow to get away. “I feel as slow as a slug on a sloth.”

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