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“It was instant and automatic. The hair stood on Vic’s neck, she got goose skin, and her clear amber eyes morphed to lustrous black! Vic didn’t slow. As she raised her rifle, she let out a cry more pitiless and unnerving than the attack bawls of any wild animal. The primitive war cry of the ancient tribe of Onu echoed through the forest and frightened birds to flight. It even forced the momentary halt of the stone creatures!”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Event

“Never before did it happen twice even within a month, but now, within minutes, Vic’s alter-ego took the helm. Again the Siberian forest echoed the death promise that was the war cry of the primitive tribe of Onu! The murderous blood lust that was part and parcel of primal man rang clear as Vic projected the banshee-like howl of her ancient people. She raised the ax above her head, and charged for the coming creatures!”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Event

“Vic held conviction that you should never overlook anything which might increase survival odds by even a single percent. That one percent might be the edge needed to stay alive.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Event

“The hair stood on her neck, and she got goose skin.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Event

“You did well, Lin. Things don’t always go how we want. All we can do is our best. Do what needs done as fast and as well as you can. The nearest we can have to a comforting thought is to know things would be even worse if you didn’t give your best.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Event

“He thought it was great and would make a terrific story - Adventure Writer Embroiled in Real Adventure! As she recalled all the bruises, cuts and bullet wounds on her previous travels, Vic wondered what he considered a real adventure.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“The prospect of a revenge-driven, malevolent, vicious creature stalking her didn't phase Vic. In her earlier life, the cave girl Nat-ul was a staple to an assortment of ferocious beasts. Being on the menu but staying off the plate was the way you lived life in those days.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“Vic was in a pink dress with matching pink cloche and her gray and white lace-up Oxfords. Over the dress, she wore her white knit sweater. She smiled and pulled out the Bowie. “Armed and dangerous.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“Vic had no doubt that at times we have no control over which way a day will go. Still, it did not shake her faith in the belief that most of the time we have a choice. Vic gave thanks for that choice several times that day as she rolled on the floor like a three-year-old and played with Luisa.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“She knew she must stop defending and attack. In a blink, her amber eyes were black. From the deepest recesses of Vic's lungs rose a thundering cry which boomed throughout the estate! Sleeping birds unruffled by earlier sounds now flurried into the sky, terror-stricken! The men racing for Vic stopped a moment to look around through fright-filled eyes and question what it was!”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“What extraordinary luck, Vic said to herself. Her primitive instinct for danger sensed the situation was something other than good luck. The hair stood on her neck, and she got gooseflesh. Vic smiled, and thought, Yeah, that’s what I figured.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“As the hunters faded into the darkness, Curtis called out, “I want her alive, remember! I will kill her after I humiliate her. If a man kills her, I will kill that man. Remember, Challenger will see you first. She will hear you first, and she will smell you!”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“Vic gave herself a mental pat on the back. She believed in preventive maintenance and maintained her equipment regularly. Without routine lubrication, the knife could have been much more difficult to open. She kept all her blades keen enough for a man to shave or to split a hair. If she didn’t, the cut would have taken much longer if it worked at all. Take care of your gear ‘cause you never know!”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“O told DM, “Vic is human, a normal woman. What sets her apart is how she thinks. From conversations, it seems something she was somehow born with. It boils down to the utter embodiment of two ideas.â€� O looked over to the new men. “Listen up! Life is precious, don’t let go easy, and never, never give up.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“DM said, “This would hurt most people. You seem to have such a high pain tolerance, you probably won’t feel it.â€� He grabbed the end of Vic’s nose and pulled. Then he manipulated the cartilage until it lined up. “Take the end of your nose and keep pulling to keep things aligned.â€� Then DM applied the strips of tape across Vic’s nose. He added the lower strip first and overlapped the strips upward. When he finished, Vic looked at him rather sternly. “You lied. It hurt like the dickens!”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“Vic rode in the bed of the pickup. She wanted to lay down. Several empty feed bags were in the bed, and Vic laid on some and covered with others. For one minute it reminded her of a time she fell asleep in the barn when she should have been feeding the pigs. Vic smiled at that fun memory then was out cold. It was beginning to mist, but Vic didn't notice that, nor the cold wind, nor the bumpy road.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“The most help Vic could give would be a prayer.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Bloody Reprisal

“When Vic was growing up, her parents gave her and brother Barney a lot of rope. From an early age, their parents treated them as adults in many respects. Guidelines for life were few. Don’t hurt anyone or put anyone in danger, including yourselves. Don’t lie or steal and respect your elders. Do what you’re told, and if you aren't told what to do, do what needs done.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“As they worked, the conversation never lagged. It never touched on spirits or Sasquatches. They talked about food and the weather and things each did recently. Somewhere inside the discussion, Lin realized they were talking like the letters and diaries. They talked about life. They discussed daily stuff that might matter to no one later, but it defined their feelings of that day. It also hinted at their hopes and what was important to them.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“You’re kidding; aren’t you?â€� Meizhen asked.

“Yes, just kidding. It is often useful to joke and laugh in a stressful situation. It helps you relax, and that allows you to think better.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“Evelyn stared at the ceiling then looked at Lihwa. “No matter how much haste you wish to make, sometimes it is necessary to move at the pace of the mystery. You need to feel it and understand why. Once you understand the why, the solution will be obvious. I’m sure the why is in the diaries and letters.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“She shared a personal philosophy of Vic’s. You must recognize your limitations. We all have them. Accept them that you may compensate or improve.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“After two calls, the male looked at Vic and asked why she didn’t again make the war-cry of her tribe. A hundred thousand years ago, it was the custom of a tribe to enter a battle with its war-cry and to repeat the call if victorious. This was the first time in this life she met a creature who understood. It felt good, and the Sasquatch didn’t need to ask twice. Vic raised her arms, waved the bloody ax, and again the forest echoed with the terrifying cry of the prehistoric tribe of Onu!”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“Vic wasn’t impervious to cold, and it was seeping in. If she were out hunting, she would turn back, but she survived hostile weather in Mongolia and Siberia, and she came out to find Lon Boy. Those things considered, the idea of turning back didn’t even sit down. It came in the front door, and Vic kicked it out the back door.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“Vic also began a daily outing which was neither a run nor walk. She told Barney, “It’s a lope. I always feel better when I’m done and think someday it will be a common practice.”
― Jerry Gill, Howlers

“The man laughed. “When my grandpa used to tell me stories, lots of times, he finished by telling me the same thing. They are all the same, boy. The woodcutter who saved Little Red Riding Hood, the good fairy, Santa Claus, any good guy you care to name. All the same. When someone needs something and deserves it, he or she shows up in exactly the right disguise to fit the occasion.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“Your grandpa sounds like a swell guy.â€�

“He was. He threw me a loop sometimes, though. He’d add to that list of do-gooders someone like the fox who ate the gingerbread boy. I remember almost crying, saying that wasn’t a happy ending. Grandpa told me it was happy for the hungry fox, and the boy was so arrogant he got what he needed.�

"Wow! I guess the moral is to be good.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“Vic raised both arms and waved the ax as she cried out the blood-curdling war cry of her ancient people! Snow hares broke from their camouflaged positions to flee the area. The hairy ape folk of that generation never before heard such a cry, but instinct warned them of its meaning.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“She wasn’t sure if she then whispered a statement or asked a question: It’s magic. Not the kind we only hope for but the kind we make for ourselves, the kind we earn.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic

“Those are all incredible, magical things, Vic, things no one else will ever believe. Do you realize how wonderful that is, to know without a doubt that the impossible is possible.”
― Jerry Gill, Vic: Mystery & Magic