Day 35 - To Be Continued
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wolfsbrideContinues yesterday's post found here.
There was another boom and the ground, which hadn’t really stopped convulsing, heaved again. “Everyone out!”
“What about the scientists?”
“If they’re not already dead, they will be! Out! Now!” BD staggered back the way they came as best he could trying to herd his team ahead of him. Behind him he could hear the screech of reinforced metal and concrete being torn apart. And over the noise of destruction came what sounded like a hum of machinery. The hair on the back of his neck and arms prickled, and then rose. His scalp tingled and BD figured if his hair had been any longer it too would be standing on end.
“Shit! Do you feel that?”
BD grunted in response to the question. At least it wasn’t just him. There was a loud crackling like oil hitting a hot skillet and BD instinctively dove into a fissure created by the splitting of the underground rock. “Take cover!”
There was a flash of light so intense BD could see its after-image on the inside of his eyelids. The snapping popping noise was loud in his ears and skin felt like it was trying to crawl off his body. A buzzing feeling swept over him, seeming to take the air from his lungs.
When sensation returned to normal, he opened his eyes to find that he could not see. Blinking several times, he stumbled out of the crack he’d wedged himself in and called out to his team. There was crackling over his headset as reports started coming in.
“Evacuation complete.”
“Perimeter secured.”
“Ground troops standing by.”
“Air support up and patrolling.”
Ignoring the multiple voices, BD called out again as he cautiously edged his way forward. He could still hear the slight popping and hissing behind him so he knew he wasn’t heading back into danger. As his vision slowly came back on-line, he could make out blurry shapes dotting the ground ahead of him stretching out to the entrance of the tunnel.
His brain refused to process what he was barely seeing even as he dropped to his knees and rolled the first blurred lump he came to over to reveal one of his team. The body was seared in spots, clothing burned away. “Fuck!”
Too early to sleep!
There was another boom and the ground, which hadn’t really stopped convulsing, heaved again. “Everyone out!”
“What about the scientists?”
“If they’re not already dead, they will be! Out! Now!” BD staggered back the way they came as best he could trying to herd his team ahead of him. Behind him he could hear the screech of reinforced metal and concrete being torn apart. And over the noise of destruction came what sounded like a hum of machinery. The hair on the back of his neck and arms prickled, and then rose. His scalp tingled and BD figured if his hair had been any longer it too would be standing on end.
“Shit! Do you feel that?”
BD grunted in response to the question. At least it wasn’t just him. There was a loud crackling like oil hitting a hot skillet and BD instinctively dove into a fissure created by the splitting of the underground rock. “Take cover!”
There was a flash of light so intense BD could see its after-image on the inside of his eyelids. The snapping popping noise was loud in his ears and skin felt like it was trying to crawl off his body. A buzzing feeling swept over him, seeming to take the air from his lungs.
When sensation returned to normal, he opened his eyes to find that he could not see. Blinking several times, he stumbled out of the crack he’d wedged himself in and called out to his team. There was crackling over his headset as reports started coming in.
“Evacuation complete.”
“Perimeter secured.”
“Ground troops standing by.”
“Air support up and patrolling.”
Ignoring the multiple voices, BD called out again as he cautiously edged his way forward. He could still hear the slight popping and hissing behind him so he knew he wasn’t heading back into danger. As his vision slowly came back on-line, he could make out blurry shapes dotting the ground ahead of him stretching out to the entrance of the tunnel.
His brain refused to process what he was barely seeing even as he dropped to his knees and rolled the first blurred lump he came to over to reveal one of his team. The body was seared in spots, clothing burned away. “Fuck!”
Too early to sleep!
