“Molly. Molly. Come on, talk to me, Molly.” “Shh! What part of radio silence don’t you understand?” “I’ve never been that keen on silence.” “Oh, don’t I know it. Can’t talk. We’re going in.” Clint tried to get another word in before the line was cut. No luck. He leaned…
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This entry is part 26 of 27 in the series NaNoWriMo
Just beneath the control room, Clint took out the hallway cameras before Molly had a chance to tell him herself. The image-commands were thin and chaotic now, as if Arturo didn’t know what the next move should be and kept trying out options. Finally, three words occurred to him, surfacing…
He sat on the beach, his feet deep in wet sand and sinking deeper with each caress of the sea. He was old now. He knew not how old. Long ago he had ceased in the counting of days, finding no meaning in them. He knew he was old because…
Males: We are Ronkar, created from the mountain rock, created in the image of the Creator. Females: We are Ronkar, formed in the likeness of sun and moon, formed in likeness of sea and cloud. Chief Loaka: We are Ronkar, united in diversity by the will of God, paired from…
This entry is part 25 of 27 in the series NaNoWriMo
Three levels up, in a flurry of fire, din, explosions, and shouts. Bullets whizzed past his head; flame throwers singed his hair; shrapnel from crudely constructed bombs streaked over his body as he hit the floor. The picture-commands from Molly came in swift sequence, showing him his next action before…
Rachel woke to the noise of galloping hooves and shouting. Her son, barely one, slept near her on the bed. “What is it?” she asked her husband, who was moving to look out the door. “Stay here.” He ran into the streets. Screams and sounds of struggle rose up from…
This entry is part 24 of 27 in the series NaNoWriMo
“Are you in?” “Give me some time, Clint. Even with these schematics, hacking into the Island’s systems takes time.” “Be careful. Just the survelliance system. Be gentle. Be invisible. Be—” “Be quiet,” Molly interrupted. “I’m just antsy. I’ve been sitting still too long. I gotta get moving.” Clint checked over…
This entry is part 23 of 27 in the series NaNoWriMo
“I shot him,” Molly said, her voice quiet. “I shot him.” The words had a ragged edge. Clint saw where this was going. He grabbed Molly by the shoulders, forced her to look directly into his face, away from the man she had shot, and spoke slowly. “Look at me….
This entry is part 22 of 27 in the series NaNoWriMo
Clint whirled around, gun ready, but he hesitated, not knowing what he might hit if he let the bullets fly. Not everything stored in the armory was stable. The man before him was thin, his face hidden in a cowl. He stood with his hands folded before him, a thin…
This entry is part 21 of 27 in the series NaNoWriMo
Clint stopped suddenly, backtracked, and took a different turn. “Clint,” Molly warned. “Trust me.” “I know where you’re going.” “I’m sure you do. Great minds think alike.” “You want to alert the whole Island to our presence?” “I can be stealthy.” “Like a hippo—” “Okay, that’s enough of that. We’ll…
This entry is part 20 of 27 in the series NaNoWriMo
The staircase was not a continuous unit; certain parts of the Island’s design had been encouraged by extreme caution bordering on paranoia. The single staircase that connected all floors seamlessly allowed an intruder to move between levels with ease, they the builders constructed the stairs so that each connected with…
This entry is part 19 of 27 in the series NaNoWriMo
The transition from unconsciousness to reality was confused, jarring, and unpleasant. “What? What?” he muttered. From his point of view, Molly had been screaming at him to come to for ages and eons, taking form after form in her eternal persistence. “Quiet,” she cautioned. “I wanted to let you rest…
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