Dead Cities and Deader Men (Operative Title)
Day 11 of 30
11/29/2020
Close my eyes again, trust the Kid won’t get us killed
before he can wake me and drift off.
I slip into dreams, I know I am sleeping and dreaming and
cannot stop what is happening at all.
I see the Track falling into an endless canyon with monsters
bouncing us back and forth with their claws and fangs and grabbed with endless
amounts of teeth filled with screaming suits of disemboweled uses us all for
chew toys like some oversized pets of screaming gods of bowels and gases drowning
out all of the torment with the putrid sky leaking vile toxins and poisons
filling each set of lungs with blisters and suppurating lesions with eyeballs
exploding outward from internal pressures as the track falls into an abyss of black
fangs and endless pulsating throats with rending, grinding stomachs
Feel his hand on my shoulder shaking me
“Sir, wake up, you are screaming, wake up sir.”
“How long was I asleep?”
“Almost two hours sir.”
Will have to do. More than I figured I would be getting. Time
for him to head back for some rest also.
“Ok kid, did good so far. Head back and relax for a few
hours. Eat and sleep if you can. When you wake up, come back up here. Got more training
to do. You have a good feel for Driving so far so want you back up here with
me.”
He smiles and I cycle the doors and he then disappears into
the rest of the track.
Read over all the displays, review the inventory and status.
No damage to any Suits, weapons are all loaded in case, there is plenty of expendables
in the stocks. So far, so good, other than the other two Drivers down hard.
Looks like we have a strong option for another Driver overall. Will share that
with the other Drivers when we return.
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