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once in a while.”
“They probably would.” I’d grown sick of seafood over the years, but now I realized I may never have it again. Tomorrow, I would not be able to wake up and go fishing. For all I knew, I might not wake tomorrow. I had no idea what these people planned for me.
“You’ll be able to write your brothers, and you’ll find your compatriots on the wall will become like family to you,” Mac said.
“Yeah,” I mumbled. At least it sounded like they planned to keep me alive for a while.
He didn’t say anymore, and I sat wordlessly as I waited for the vehicles to be filled. I didn’t know if I preferred getting back on the road or dragging this out for as long as possible. I was exhausted, but once we arrived at our destination, it would be final. My life as I had known it would be over. At least right now, I could still somehow hold out hope they would come to their senses and take me back where I belonged.
The woman climbed back into the truck, closed the door, and we pulled out onto the road again. The next couple of hours passed in silence. The stars shone in the sky, and the full moon and headlights lit the black ribbon of road before us in a ceaseless pattern that had caused my mind to go numb hours ago.
I was so used to the same old sights out here that at first I assumed I was imagining it when something began to take shape in the gloom in front of us. Leaning forward, I rested my hand on the dash as two red lights blinked into view on the horizon. As we drew closer, I noticed more and more identical lights high in the sky and stretching endlessly onward across the horizon.
“What are those?” I murmured, though I didn’t expect an answer.
“The markers of the wall,” Mac answered.
I glanced at him, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the distant wall for more than a second. Alongside the road that had been mostly barren for a few miles, houses materialized again. Livestock roamed some of the pastures in the distance, and leaves and tall grass swayed in the breeze. The closer we got to the wall, the closer the houses sat toward the road. People emerged from their homes, curious to see the arrival of the newest recruits.
Then, there it was.
My head tilted back as I craned my neck to try and see all the way to the top of the wall. It loomed above us like some kind of monstrous Goliath set to destroy us or save us all. It easily stretched a hundred and fifty feet into the air, blocking out the moon behind it. I’d heard parts of the wall were enormous, but I hadn’t been prepared for this .
The TV cameras didn’t do it justice, and I wondered if they had been avoiding this section of wall just as they avoided the more hastily assembled ones. Whereas the sections made of debris looked weak, this looked like overkill and would have people dreaming of King Kong-sized monsters lurking on the other side. Much like I was doing right now.
As we drove closer, the blinking red lights cast an eerie red glow across the cab of the truck and the people sitting on either side of me. I half expected an alien spaceship to rise over us, to drift down and say hi, or to suck us up and have us for dinner. Instead, it was only lights, which I now realized were set out at certain points and connected by a wire stretching another twenty feet into the air. I’d bet anything no blackouts affected this wall.
I went to sit back in my seat when a low, grinding noise caught my attention. Sitting forward again, I couldn’t hold back the startled puh I emitted as what I’d believed was a solid section of wall now had a crack spreading across the bottom of it as it began to rise up before us to give us entry to the other side of the wall.
Before the war, I’d seen the movies Jurassic Park and King Kong ; neither one of those movies could have prepared me for the sight of the wall sliding up from the ground before me. I’d expected the truck to pull to the side of the road and park near one of these houses
“They probably would.” I’d grown sick of seafood over the years, but now I realized I may never have it again. Tomorrow, I would not be able to wake up and go fishing. For all I knew, I might not wake tomorrow. I had no idea what these people planned for me.
“You’ll be able to write your brothers, and you’ll find your compatriots on the wall will become like family to you,” Mac said.
“Yeah,” I mumbled. At least it sounded like they planned to keep me alive for a while.
He didn’t say anymore, and I sat wordlessly as I waited for the vehicles to be filled. I didn’t know if I preferred getting back on the road or dragging this out for as long as possible. I was exhausted, but once we arrived at our destination, it would be final. My life as I had known it would be over. At least right now, I could still somehow hold out hope they would come to their senses and take me back where I belonged.
The woman climbed back into the truck, closed the door, and we pulled out onto the road again. The next couple of hours passed in silence. The stars shone in the sky, and the full moon and headlights lit the black ribbon of road before us in a ceaseless pattern that had caused my mind to go numb hours ago.
I was so used to the same old sights out here that at first I assumed I was imagining it when something began to take shape in the gloom in front of us. Leaning forward, I rested my hand on the dash as two red lights blinked into view on the horizon. As we drew closer, I noticed more and more identical lights high in the sky and stretching endlessly onward across the horizon.
“What are those?” I murmured, though I didn’t expect an answer.
“The markers of the wall,” Mac answered.
I glanced at him, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the distant wall for more than a second. Alongside the road that had been mostly barren for a few miles, houses materialized again. Livestock roamed some of the pastures in the distance, and leaves and tall grass swayed in the breeze. The closer we got to the wall, the closer the houses sat toward the road. People emerged from their homes, curious to see the arrival of the newest recruits.
Then, there it was.
My head tilted back as I craned my neck to try and see all the way to the top of the wall. It loomed above us like some kind of monstrous Goliath set to destroy us or save us all. It easily stretched a hundred and fifty feet into the air, blocking out the moon behind it. I’d heard parts of the wall were enormous, but I hadn’t been prepared for this .
The TV cameras didn’t do it justice, and I wondered if they had been avoiding this section of wall just as they avoided the more hastily assembled ones. Whereas the sections made of debris looked weak, this looked like overkill and would have people dreaming of King Kong-sized monsters lurking on the other side. Much like I was doing right now.
As we drove closer, the blinking red lights cast an eerie red glow across the cab of the truck and the people sitting on either side of me. I half expected an alien spaceship to rise over us, to drift down and say hi, or to suck us up and have us for dinner. Instead, it was only lights, which I now realized were set out at certain points and connected by a wire stretching another twenty feet into the air. I’d bet anything no blackouts affected this wall.
I went to sit back in my seat when a low, grinding noise caught my attention. Sitting forward again, I couldn’t hold back the startled puh I emitted as what I’d believed was a solid section of wall now had a crack spreading across the bottom of it as it began to rise up before us to give us entry to the other side of the wall.
Before the war, I’d seen the movies Jurassic Park and King Kong ; neither one of those movies could have prepared me for the sight of the wall sliding up from the ground before me. I’d expected the truck to pull to the side of the road and park near one of these houses
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