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Authors: Colt Triarii
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Leave the rope and tie it to something that won’t shift. You see if you can find things to stack to climb out,” David said.
“Sure,” said Zeke.
“Zeke, great job,” David said.
“Zeke found an escape route,” David said loudly so Zeke could hear him getting the credit.
“We go through one at a time,” David explained.
“The Instructor has not moved or said anything,” Ashley said.
“I will pull her out last, if she is still in shock,” David explained.
“Let’s go, Karen, Liu, Doron, Ashley, Jorge, then me and the Instructor,” David commanded.
“Karen,” David whispered near her ear. “Check Zeke for shock. If his head is messed up, give him a useful simple task to do until I get there. I will need you to help bandage Liu when she gets through, and look for a splint for Jorge’s leg,” David explained.
“Understood,” Karen said.
Then David grabbed Karen’s arm, “If there is more pancake shifting do not come back to get us. Get outside, and away from anything that can fall on you. Look for a sewer or water manhole cover with no buildings or other debris above your head. Pry open the hatch and get in, there may be more explosions or fallout,” David explained.
“What makes you think this is not just an earthquake?” Karen asked, also whispering.
“It’s just a hunch, but the over pressure and the burned bodies in the kitchen fit the profile of a nuke,” David replied.
“We will know if we see fallout, it looks like dirty snowflakes. And if it’s a nuke, there will be no rescue. We will be on our own for at least two weeks,” David said.
David rinsed his eyes off with one of the water bottlesin their backpacks, and checked Karen’s head with the cell phone light. Her hair was matted with dried blood, but the cut had clotted and was not bleeding.
“I am claustrophobic,” Karen said nervously.
“Just shut your eyes and follow the rope. You will be fine,” David said calmly, deciding not to mention he was also claustrophobic .
David watched Karen crawl out into the tunnel, turning, with a thumbs up. He could see her enlarge the door space when she went through with a bent piece or metal rebar.
Jorge followed, screaming in agony when the debris Zeke had stacked hit his compound leg fracture. David had to call for help to pull the instructor through with the rope tied around her armpits.
It wasn’t pretty but they had all made it to the kitchen windows, David thought.
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“Good job, Zeke,” Karen said.
Zeke didn’t respond, he just stared at the bodies.
“How are the others coming?” Karen asked, to divert his attention. When he went back to the hole, she immediately tried to roll the smoldering bodies out of the way with her boot, but to her horror the arms broke off.
“No!” she screamed, involuntarily.
Zeke didn’t seem to notice. She quickly regained her composure, and just put shelves over the heads of the bodies. She already noticed bodies didn’t seem so human if the faces were covered.
Zeke had pushed the freezer over, and jammed it against the wall. He tilted the heavy metal shelves to the windows, making a ladder. She could see everything was melted above ground level, it looked like a precise laser cut.
“I’m going to climb up, take a look, Zeke,” she said.
“OK,” Zeke replied. Mentioning his name probably works, Karen thought.
Karen climbed up the freezer, then the shelves, and looked around. She was strangely disoriented, and felt a type of positional vertigo, as if she was not level, or had just stepped off a carousel. She reflexively grabbed the shelves, to steady herself until she could focus on the horizon. She was level. But her sense of balance seemed to rebel against the lack of direction in the barren landscape. Her inner ear, her sense of balance, seemed to reject what she saw, and the sensory conflict made her nauseous. Everywhere she looked, as far as the eye could see, was charred debris. There were no landmarks, no
“Sure,” said Zeke.
“Zeke, great job,” David said.
“Zeke found an escape route,” David said loudly so Zeke could hear him getting the credit.
“We go through one at a time,” David explained.
“The Instructor has not moved or said anything,” Ashley said.
“I will pull her out last, if she is still in shock,” David explained.
“Let’s go, Karen, Liu, Doron, Ashley, Jorge, then me and the Instructor,” David commanded.
“Karen,” David whispered near her ear. “Check Zeke for shock. If his head is messed up, give him a useful simple task to do until I get there. I will need you to help bandage Liu when she gets through, and look for a splint for Jorge’s leg,” David explained.
“Understood,” Karen said.
Then David grabbed Karen’s arm, “If there is more pancake shifting do not come back to get us. Get outside, and away from anything that can fall on you. Look for a sewer or water manhole cover with no buildings or other debris above your head. Pry open the hatch and get in, there may be more explosions or fallout,” David explained.
“What makes you think this is not just an earthquake?” Karen asked, also whispering.
“It’s just a hunch, but the over pressure and the burned bodies in the kitchen fit the profile of a nuke,” David replied.
“We will know if we see fallout, it looks like dirty snowflakes. And if it’s a nuke, there will be no rescue. We will be on our own for at least two weeks,” David said.
David rinsed his eyes off with one of the water bottlesin their backpacks, and checked Karen’s head with the cell phone light. Her hair was matted with dried blood, but the cut had clotted and was not bleeding.
“I am claustrophobic,” Karen said nervously.
“Just shut your eyes and follow the rope. You will be fine,” David said calmly, deciding not to mention he was also claustrophobic .
David watched Karen crawl out into the tunnel, turning, with a thumbs up. He could see her enlarge the door space when she went through with a bent piece or metal rebar.
Jorge followed, screaming in agony when the debris Zeke had stacked hit his compound leg fracture. David had to call for help to pull the instructor through with the rope tied around her armpits.
It wasn’t pretty but they had all made it to the kitchen windows, David thought.
14.
“Good job, Zeke,” Karen said.
Zeke didn’t respond, he just stared at the bodies.
“How are the others coming?” Karen asked, to divert his attention. When he went back to the hole, she immediately tried to roll the smoldering bodies out of the way with her boot, but to her horror the arms broke off.
“No!” she screamed, involuntarily.
Zeke didn’t seem to notice. She quickly regained her composure, and just put shelves over the heads of the bodies. She already noticed bodies didn’t seem so human if the faces were covered.
Zeke had pushed the freezer over, and jammed it against the wall. He tilted the heavy metal shelves to the windows, making a ladder. She could see everything was melted above ground level, it looked like a precise laser cut.
“I’m going to climb up, take a look, Zeke,” she said.
“OK,” Zeke replied. Mentioning his name probably works, Karen thought.
Karen climbed up the freezer, then the shelves, and looked around. She was strangely disoriented, and felt a type of positional vertigo, as if she was not level, or had just stepped off a carousel. She reflexively grabbed the shelves, to steady herself until she could focus on the horizon. She was level. But her sense of balance seemed to rebel against the lack of direction in the barren landscape. Her inner ear, her sense of balance, seemed to reject what she saw, and the sensory conflict made her nauseous. Everywhere she looked, as far as the eye could see, was charred debris. There were no landmarks, no
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