Film Critic / Dunemaster
Not every creative collective gets the chance to welcome in their own time-traveling super soldier. When the members of the Dead Pocket Station first met Holly R. (whose name has not been fully used to protect her many secret identities and aliases), she seemed an ordinary produce expert. Turns out, that was her cover. She was actually undercover, investigating a suspected arms dealer who leased the office next to the Dead Pocket Station headquarters.
We thought it strange that a produce expert would come to our offices asking to hold an empty drinking glass against our walls to listen for insects that could be harmful to the produce in our building. Kurt, who isn’t as savvy about these matters as Alex, was obliging. And, as it turned out, Holly returned each day for seventeen weeks to listen to our walls. We became suspicious when she turned up finally with a fully-armed SWAT team.
As it turns out, Holly was on loan from the Army to aid local authorities in this particular investigation. Our neighbor, as it turns out, was not a dangerous arms dealer. He was a collector of classic 80s action figures. You know, Star Wars, G.I. Joe, and the like.
Holly, as it turns out, is a genetically-modified super soldier capable of killing twenty-three soldiers simultaneously with her left pinky finger. That freaked us out a little. When she asked if she could join the Dead Pocket Station, we were terrified. As it turns out, Holly is a highly-creative addition to the Dead Pocket team. She’s also a time traveler. Yeah, we didn’t believe her at first either until she described a mission to go back and join the WACs and uncover a suspected double agent. Turns out the suspect wasn’t a double agent, but was very interested in gardening. She convinced us that her story was true by showing us a picture from 1944 of her and a fellow WAC next to a B-17. That kind of photo proof is hard to refute.