Chicago Alien: Kleinfeld

A 'world-man' (Windy City) named Kleinfeld must outshine/outwit diamond-fatsos and a loosened 'troll' in time for his love-race (Gail).

A 'rich' sci-fi fantasy 'misadventure' inspired loosely by Alien from L.A. (Kathy Ireland), which I think you'll enjoy! 

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Chicago is a city of baseball and crime and good cops and folklore, and it's where a shrewd underground diamond businessman named Kleinfeld seeks to extract out purified gems to cleanse North American highways of the corrupted conflict-zone interzones used by modern fatsos who're rivals to Kleinfeld's Windy City empire.

KLEINFELD (Diary): Me thinks all this strangeness of diamond-IQ will offer me nothing, but Gail's Facebook.

He's the co-manager of a successful Mediterranean bistro in the Windy City which sees all kinds of traffic/patronage, and Kleinfeld, a 'man-of-handkerchiefs' and cop-talk, wants to envision a bistro-city with cleaner diamonds for profit and 'academic' dinner-table chat(s) about the quality of Earth-civilization/IQ (ha).

GAIL: I've been playing pro-women's field-hockey in Chicago and met Kleinfeld after college and tell my girlfriends of him.

KLEINFELD (Diary): I keep this awesome Alien robot-figurine (toy) in my study, and I started eerily noticing it's coming alive!

HOLLYWOOD REPORTER: What's a 'world-man' like our Kleinfeld (Chicago) mired in this superstition talk of 'gremlins' attack(s)?

This is no normal city-tale, folks. Kleinfeld, a man of analysis and 'academic' ambition(s), has suddenly decided/realized his 'Xenomorph' action-figurine robot-toy has come alive and is now prowling around the sewer tunnels of the fabled/troubled Windy City as a bloody murderer! Now, it's up to this savvy and pensive man-of-diamond to track and destroy this 'creature' of intelligence, for lack of better term, that's become a 'visitor' from another dimension.

KLEINFELD (Diary): I kill the Xeno-gargoyle and flee with Baron Pablo's blood-diamonds for bank in time for Facebook!

Can he do it (Kleinfeld)? Well, our prototype 'antihero' of the Windy-City had performed a costumed/bearded diamond-swap at the Chicago bank safe-box using the very-same water-gun filled with acid he's gonna have to use to get to the subway tunnel area that's been quarantined with the Xeno-gargoyle running around in it, kill it, make press, and then declare heroics before making a Zurich deposit to finally secure his Chicago 'destiny' for Gail and her Facebook diary. Can he do it (Kleinfeld)/

KLEINFELD (Diary): I've to admit this Chicago 'misadventure' has all the 'wiring(s)' of a bizarre Dean Koontz novel (for Gail?).

ALIEN: This Chicago 'cop' (Kleinfeld) has me, but he's got to get to me in those subway tunnels, lest I destroy America.

KLEINFELD (Diary): My Catholic faith's saved me...that Xeno-gargoyle was fell into a subway-tunnel hole, acid-doused (Gail!).

HOLLYWOOD REPORTER: Our Windy City man, or 'antihero' (arguably), has delivered miracle-IQ, and we're making his doll.

The lesson(s) learned from this tale of Earth is that any 'man' may be invaded in consciousness by the pervasive 'presence' of eerie darkness, but every good human being understands that the 'quality' or 'nature' of survival (or daydreams) must involve, by 'species-definition' (for lack of better term!) must/can involve the wily ingenuity of what separates 'faeries' from 'dragons' from Hell --- the 'diamond-eye(s)' for real distances. Isn't that what we can expect from Chicago (United States) --- offbeat dating?

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)