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This is the place.... [13]

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Red fireflies danced above the dark  horizon, and a woodpecker tapped out a short burst. The red fireflies, travelling at 285 m/s arrived shortly after the staccato tapping, travelling at 342 m/s, The speed of sound. Hyle held Sorja 's hand as they watched the fireflies dance off into the distance. She knew that for every firefly seen there were five or six unseen, the only clue of thier existance was the sand being kicked up at each side of the boulder that Hyle and Sorja leaned against.

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This is the place.... [12]

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"Ragged lines of ragged grey. Skeletons,  they shuffle away. 

The shouting guards and smoking guns will cut down the unlucky ones"

(Red Sector A - Rush)

          She drove with ballet shoes. As silently as possible, Hyle Troy took her buggy to the preselected point, a dry gully 500 meters from the camp perimeter. A fair distance, but too close they would hear the motor, and probably see the car moving under the cherry moonlight. 

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This is the place.... [11]

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Huyy,  theres got to be an easier way than this.....

    Hyle Troy was melting inside her pale blue armour, She was back on the ridge, the relentless sun bore down on her. Hyles right eye was glued to the telescope of her sniper rifle, she had been there for two hours, lying prone behind the tussocks of vermillion grass which formed a half meter screen along the top of the ridge.

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This is the place.... [10b]

Joe Spivey once described Hyle in a story as 'Nordic Doom', that made me chuckle..    I am not so sure,, but Barbie never looked like this ..

 

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This is the place.... [10]

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I Dag er det Hyle's fødselssdag 

Hurra ! Hurra! Hurra!

Hun sikkert sig en gave får 

Som hun har ønsket sig i år 

Med dejlig chokolade og kager til.

Hvor smiler hun, hvor er hun glad 

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This is the place... [9]

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         The stipple brown buggy crawled over the sand and rocks like some mechanical Creeper. The sun had been up for an hour at least, but the driver didn't care. Hyle Troy just stared ahead of herself, she had pointed the buggy north again, direct,  route one. Destination, the huge rusted doors which separated one form of hell from another far worse form of hell. She was going home, defeated, lost.

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This is the place.... [8]

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       By the time Hyle had run back to her buggy she was sobbing. A hundred scenarios had run through her mind in the few moments it took to get down from the ridge. 

      Her emotions were in tatters, elated now she knew Sorja was alive, saddened by the vision she saw, "Sorja ....  oh  Sis ! what has happened ?"

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This is the place.... [7]

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        Failed Clones..    you see them mostly in sector one,  close to the Spawning Bunkers mostly. They are easy to spot..    The ones who spring  high into the air every third of fourth stride. The ones who's arms are perpetually stuck horizontally in front of them.  The ones incapable of speech. The ones who can only move crabwise... 

     Yet, as you come further north.. sector two... sector 3..  they become less and less noticable. Did you ever stop to wonder where they all go?

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The calm before....... **This is the place[6]**

    Silence, bar the faint pinging of a cooling exhaust pipe  on her buggy. She sat on a flat rock gnawing a tough piece of Jerky, pondering the last 24 hours. Even the wind had stopped blowing , maybe even it was more sensible than she and stayed away from this part of Alpha County.

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This is the place.... [5]

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      Odrinarily, a man would enjoy being undressed by a naked woman, some may even pay for the priviledge of being hung by the wrists while this happened ! ...    Ordinarlily, but this was a searing hot Alpha county day..and for some reason there was no love in the air.

     " So, you got a name, sugar?" Hyle Troy looked at the man's face, squashed as it was between his upraised arms. Hyle was not surprised that he spat in her face. His browned skinny features  grimaced at her , eyes narrowed to slits.  "Just you wait, bitch !"

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This is the place.... [4]

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     En..... to.... tre....

 

     "Is she really naked?.... and  is that a gun?",,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, The last concious thought of Number 2

     It was the surprised look on his friends face just before it exploded that made Number 3 turn around,  curiosity being what it is.  The last thing he expected was a naked woman stading one meter away. Oh, that, and the rifle butt being so hard.

 

     Twenty minutes earlier.....

 

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This is the place.... [3]

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     There are few things more disconcerting than waking and the first thing you see is a gaping rifle muzzle......

     HyleTroy at first dismissed this as another of her awful dreams, but the dream quickly becomes a waking nightmare, She  closed her eyes again and waited  for more strange stuff to appear from her subconcious. 

But the kick was real enough....  that hurt. So was the grasping of empty air where her rifle should have been. 

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Dette er stedet......

      Hyle sat with her back against the wall, watching the cooking fire. Watching how the smoke drifted up, taking with it a few red embers which weaved around the spirals.  She rolled up a string of tobacco in a paper, licked the skin and put the end to her lighter.. leaned back and  took a long drag, blowing her smoke to mix with that of the fire.

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This is the place....

 

            Hyle Troy gripped the top of the steering wheel as the faint cloud of dust settled behind her buggy. She just sat for a while, looking. This is the place for sure, the faded remnants of a cooking fire. The low broken wall she and Sorja had leaned against as the fatigue overwhelmed thier exhausted bodies.

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