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🗓️ 31 January 2021
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December 1939. Brave, loyal and true, the Agents of the Red Panda hold high the lamp of justice when darkness falls. But this latest Christmas caper is positively explosive!
An all-new audiobook treatment of part 1 of a 2-part Red Panda short story, written and read by Gregg Taylor. New episodes on the 1st and 15th of every month. Decoder Ring Theatre Season 16 is powered by Patreon. Visit www.patreon.com/GreggTaylor to support the creation of new stories.
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0:00.0 | The Red Panda Chronicles |
0:09.6 | The Gift, Part 1 |
0:14.5 | December 1939 |
0:19.1 | The sun hung low, suspended in the cold December air like it were mired in the early snow rather than shrouded in clouds. |
0:29.6 | To the north the towers of downtown gleamed in the dying light as if made a pure gold. |
0:35.6 | The streets of the portlands to the south held no such illusions. |
0:40.7 | They were grey and grimy and empty of all but a misfortune few |
0:43.7 | who huddled under tattered rags of coats and stayed because they had no place else to go. |
0:49.4 | They alone were there to hear the roar of the mighty engines approaching. |
0:54.0 | The echoes played around the concrete walls and seemed for a time to come from everywhere at once. |
0:59.3 | All of that changed in an instant, when a truck blazed through the intersection, |
1:04.1 | at breakneck speed, making the turn from the west so hard it leaned up on two wheels for an |
1:09.0 | instant before slamming back down and racing away again in a cloud of smoke and rubber. |
1:15.6 | The truck was large and plain. It was shaped like a paddy wagon, but bore no indications that might be mistaken for a police vehicle. |
1:23.4 | Indeed, it had no markings of any kind. It was pistol gray and seemed to almost blend into the streets and walls of the city as it moved. |
1:31.7 | "'Were it not travelling in such a hurry it was unlikely that anyone would have had any inclination to notice it at all, which was surely the point. |
1:38.8 | "'This illusion was broken by the roar of the engine within, |
1:41.9 | "'which was clearly more powerful than one might expect to find in any vehicle that came by its nondescript appearance honestly. |
1:48.0 | The truck tore forward through the streets, racing for the shining towers to the north, as two trailing cars made the turn together, |
1:56.0 | each struggling to keep pace with the van ahead of them andying with one another for the right to lead the charge. |
2:05.9 | On the left there was a yellow taxi cab, piloted by a thin man with a narrow face that made him look almost ferret-like. A cloth-checked cap was pulled low over his eyes, and a toothpick |
2:11.6 | rolled across his teeth as he smiled at the intensity of the chase he was in. His passenger in the |
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