I was sitting at the *piano bar listening to the *archetype of Sandi’s new arrangement. I was having a *cocktail and Sandi a glass of *Merlot, which I was going to slide over to her when she finished the number.
All of a sudden, I felt a *pinprick and noticed a *ribbon of blood flowing down my neck. Some *villain had just injected something into my jugular and there was a faint *scent of almonds in the air.
Before anyone could call *nine-one-one Sandi stabbed a needle containing a universal antidote into my left armpit. I was then able to restrain my attacker who it turns out is a denizen of the Confederation Galaxy.
Be ready for anything, at any time. Especially if you are an intergalactic spy.
This is my submission to Creative Copy Challenge #148 to see the other submissions, or to add one of your own, just go to the link.
Today’s words were done in numerical order.