Read Online Broken Mirror: Apophis 2029 by Michel Savage - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Michel Savage
Ads: Link
somewhere like a buried gas line. Fossil fuels had run thin during my adolescence, especially with petroleum, creating a serious energy crisis that peaked every few years and gravely strained the global economies in every nation. After that period, it seemed like more and more resource wars began to spark worldwide. Everybody was stuck in their old ways and the corporations that controlled the flow of energy didn't want to take such a large loss on their old investments by going cold turkey and transitioning to new technologies and renewable energy.
Here we were looking at proof of such scientific advancement right in the face. We were left a little baffled, wondering who had paid for this advanced military-grade machinery; and what the hell was it doing way out here in the middle of nowhere hiding under an office complex? We figured Roy might have the answer, since he was the oldest of our group. There was only a single control nest in the upper walkway that throttled the conveyors on the ceiling, but no other additional access beyond this room. We were all hungry and tired at this point, so we headed back up to the main hall with the rest of the gang to tell them what we found. It had been a long day, and I was ready to get some sleep myself.
As we sat around making more dried noodles on the tiny stove we shared, each of us trading places with our own personal cooking pots. Both Haiti and Felix threw around ideas about what this place had actually been, so I butted in and suggested the obvious; that we should recheck the manager ’ s office on the top floor again for anything we might have missed. I realized that any digital data had been erased, but there was always a possibility of finding something that might provide a clue.
The rest of them had already planned on squatting here through the coming winter if food supplies held out, so it wasn't like we didn't have time on our hands to explore this place in depth. Oddly we noticed t here was no company signage outside the building itself or printed on the sides of the vehicles, but there was also a good chance any identifying information might have been on the adjacent office building that had collapsed. Thorn and his group had originally found this place by pure luck while skirting a frontage road; even given the fact that the forest had reclaimed most of the area. From the layout of the facility there basically didn't appear to be any ample parking areas that could actually hold a large number of employees which it seemed the place was built for. It was impossible to estimate with any degree of accuracy because of the collapsed sister building was entirely in rubble.
There was always the chance the staff workers had been ferried here by company bus or some other mass transit carrier, but that was a long shot. Only a single lane access road led out of the facility, which was now nearly obliterated by overgrowth. We sat around in the dim light of our solar lanterns swapping stories about where we had once lived or places we had dreamed of seeing; but alas, never had the chance to visit. Such conversations as these between survivors always led to the chill moments when we wondered what was left out there beyond the horizon and where we would go now, which always ended with someone searching for somber words that seemed to always dwindle into inevitable silence. It was a hard question to consider, as if all our dashed hopes and dreams now only lived in the distant past with no real place left to linger in the present.
Thorn wanted to make it to the coast and joked about naming an entire beach after himself. Serena made the point that he should change his name again first, otherwise nobody would want to vacation there; which got a laugh from everyone. Felix wanted to travel to Asia, just to see if the old ways of the Buddhist monks had survived in their solitude. Serena dreamed up something far more exotic; to head
Here we were looking at proof of such scientific advancement right in the face. We were left a little baffled, wondering who had paid for this advanced military-grade machinery; and what the hell was it doing way out here in the middle of nowhere hiding under an office complex? We figured Roy might have the answer, since he was the oldest of our group. There was only a single control nest in the upper walkway that throttled the conveyors on the ceiling, but no other additional access beyond this room. We were all hungry and tired at this point, so we headed back up to the main hall with the rest of the gang to tell them what we found. It had been a long day, and I was ready to get some sleep myself.
As we sat around making more dried noodles on the tiny stove we shared, each of us trading places with our own personal cooking pots. Both Haiti and Felix threw around ideas about what this place had actually been, so I butted in and suggested the obvious; that we should recheck the manager ’ s office on the top floor again for anything we might have missed. I realized that any digital data had been erased, but there was always a possibility of finding something that might provide a clue.
The rest of them had already planned on squatting here through the coming winter if food supplies held out, so it wasn't like we didn't have time on our hands to explore this place in depth. Oddly we noticed t here was no company signage outside the building itself or printed on the sides of the vehicles, but there was also a good chance any identifying information might have been on the adjacent office building that had collapsed. Thorn and his group had originally found this place by pure luck while skirting a frontage road; even given the fact that the forest had reclaimed most of the area. From the layout of the facility there basically didn't appear to be any ample parking areas that could actually hold a large number of employees which it seemed the place was built for. It was impossible to estimate with any degree of accuracy because of the collapsed sister building was entirely in rubble.
There was always the chance the staff workers had been ferried here by company bus or some other mass transit carrier, but that was a long shot. Only a single lane access road led out of the facility, which was now nearly obliterated by overgrowth. We sat around in the dim light of our solar lanterns swapping stories about where we had once lived or places we had dreamed of seeing; but alas, never had the chance to visit. Such conversations as these between survivors always led to the chill moments when we wondered what was left out there beyond the horizon and where we would go now, which always ended with someone searching for somber words that seemed to always dwindle into inevitable silence. It was a hard question to consider, as if all our dashed hopes and dreams now only lived in the distant past with no real place left to linger in the present.
Thorn wanted to make it to the coast and joked about naming an entire beach after himself. Serena made the point that he should change his name again first, otherwise nobody would want to vacation there; which got a laugh from everyone. Felix wanted to travel to Asia, just to see if the old ways of the Buddhist monks had survived in their solitude. Serena dreamed up something far more exotic; to head
Similar Books
