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LLW The Resistance Ch1p2"First aid kit?" Patrick asked Williams. She stared at him for a moment before pointing to a white box on the shelving unit in the corner. He strode past the researchers, lifting the box off the shelf and then walked back out the door of the o-room. He stood in front of the holding cell door, turned the small levers on the side of his goggles to reduce the light and slipped inside the holding cell. The lumen stared up at him and ceased pulling on the chains, though a low growl issued from the back of his throat. Patrick stared down at him pausing just inside the doorway. Immediately through the speakers he heard Williams' voice on the microphone that allowed the o-room to communicate with the holding cell.
"Patrick, what are you doing?" she asked, her tone slightly concerned.
"Testing a theory," Patrick said warily, keeping his eyes on the lumen. "Watch him."
"Okay," came Williams' voice and then the speaker went quiet. He couldn't help noticing the reluctance in her tone.
LLW The Resistance Ch1p1Chapter 1: The Resistance
It had been a long time since such unrest had infected the inhabitants of Base 5. The fear was carried from one person to another like a virus spread with words. They had heard a lumen had been captured and brought into the base, their last haven. It was a dangerous move and while the decision had not been made lightly, they resented it. The leader of the resistance in Base 5 went to meet the hunting team halfway to the holding cell. He waited in the empty hall that had been cleared for the creatures passing. He watched the lights that lit the metallic grey corridor, every third one red to warn of the danger in the area. His right hand hung on the holster on his hip, which did not carry a gun but instead carried a large flashlight. It wasn't long before a hunting team of four rounded the corner, dragging with them the lumen. The team all dressed in ragged white stood in stark contrast to the lumen that was all in black. He struggled against the hands t
Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
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