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some people around here.” He pointed towards the depths of the tunnel, from where a low hum was audible. “We heard shots from down there somewhere.”
    “The Senator should be with these two,” Sahrin said to Bark, looking around. “These are the locals we left on the hillside. There was another one of them as well.”
    “That would be Tommy,” said Reina, “but you didn’t leave us anywhere. We’ve never seen you before.”
    “I’m here!” cries the Senator, waving his hands in Bark’s face. He tries to touch Bark on the shoulder, but his hand passes through him.
    “Maybe he is, but we just can’t see him,” said Bark. “Remember, we’ve shifted, and we’re physical now.”
    “Who are you talking about?” Bryce asked. “We were with a friend of ours, but he stayed on the surface.”
    “Never mind,” Bark replied, realizing that they knew nothing about the Senator.
    “One of your people has gone mad,” said Sahrin, pointing down the cave. “The Nef… there are some creatures down there, and the people who have been occupying this place…” – Sahrin indicated the unconscious body of a soldier lying not far from them – “are responsible for bringing them here. One of our crew has just been killed, and another one is being held captive. A third one is missing, somewhere in these tunnels. And we left one watching the compound with you people. I don’t suppose you’ve seen him?”
    Bryce was impressed. “No, sorry, we haven’t. Creatures… you mean, like, aliens? No shit… You guys aren’t with the soldiers?”
    “They’re not from here, that’s obvious,” said Reina. “What’s happening?”
    “Later,” said Bark. “I’ll explain later.”
    * * *
    The leader of the Nefilim stood in front of a wall covered with controls. Lights and shifting shapes danced around the images of another three of the creatures that had appeared in front of him. They said nothing; they were using the same technique that had been used to communicate with the General.
    The Nefilim seemed to come to some conclusion and ended their conference. One of them adjusted a control and the stone slabs that were supporting the humans descended back into the ground, leaving their occupants at floor level.
    The rock beneath them shifted and became fluid. It started to claim them; first their limbs and then the rest of their bodies began to melt slowly into the floor. The General could tell by their eyes that they knew what was happening.
    Good. He opened his cell phone and keyed the Secretary-General’s number.
    The fat man came on. He’d been drinking. “Aaah, General….” He chuckled happily.
    The General had never liked the Secretary-General. He’d seen him drunk before, during the Turkish thing. He hoped it wasn’t a sign that something had screwed up this time as well. “How are things going down there with our new friends? You haven’t offended anyone, I hope?”
    “No, Secretary, everything is going according to plan, apart from the slight inconvenience of me being totally alone here. All of my men are down, and according to the Nefilim, it could be permanent. I need replacements here immediately.”
    “Fine.” The Secretary-General leaned closer, his bloodshot eyes staring directly into the camera. “We’ll get some more men there in a couple of hours. Just a few at first, and better numbers later. But I want you back here on the first helicopter that gets there. Your new boys will be reliable, totally mindfucked, no security risk at all. As you’ll be their new C.O.,” – the General breathed a quiet sigh of relief – “they’ll think you’re God. What happened with your mysterious interlopers? Who were they?”
    “I don’t know, Secretary, but they’ve been neutralized.” He wasn’t about to admit that two of them had escaped. “One of them was interesting, though. He claims to have some knowledge of the Nefilim, so I’m bringing him back with me.”
    “As you wish.” The SG