Mary and Dale are making a story about an old accident in a pesticide factory. The area has been abounded ever since, left a toxic desert, and they drive up to make some research and photos.
Something moves in the shadows.
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It wasn’t the treads’ fault. It was the people controlling them. Mind control. There was no escape. The treads were everywhere, connected to every mind, every thought, every heartbeat.
Milka opened the door.
-Come in, he said. -Fast!
He looked down the street. Up the street. Then closed the door.
-Are you OK? Tanker looked at him with a worried frown. His friend had always been nervous by nature, but he acted strange.
-I’m perfect! Milka guided Tanker in to the living room. -Do you feel it?
-Feel what? Tanker looked around the room. Suddenly he realised what it was. The treads were different. They didn’t tell him what to do. He looked at Milka with big, scared eyes. -What did you do?
There were people everywhere. They were walking hastily over the strange area. He’d never seen so many people in his … More
…Three creatures came walking as stairs in a staircase appeared under their feet each step.
-Should we run? She said after a while.
-No. This is worth dying for.
The creatures came towards them. They floated in the air, hovering just a little bit over the ground. Their suits covered their bodies, their faces, but they seemed to have two arms and two legs.
They surrounded the two teenagers.
-Er… Hello! Marty held a hand up in a greeting.
-Hey! Let go! Rebecca said, but truth was, no one had touched her. She was floating in the air, just like them. They both were. They moved into the space craft….
Turn it further up, Tsjernolnikov said.
Are you sure, sir? Raskovksi sounded a bit sceptical. -Don’t you think it could be dangerous?
We’ve been running this plant for decades. Mankind have been using time-space energy for a century. There’s never been an accident. There’s not even any pollution, no waste at all. I’m telling you, all this security is a waste of time, and time is money, literally. The so called dark energy is as secure as it gets, I’m sure of it. There is no catch…
-So, there we go! Pete put the seed in the dirt.
-Now all we have to do is wait. Miriam grabbed the watering can and poured some water over it. -In a week or so we’ll know how it went.
-I can hardly wait!
They went into the lunch room for a coffee.
-Finally we can get some decent sleep…