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Sci-fi – Part two

Entry by Ken Guy (27/02/06)

Ready? I thought, how? I didn’t want to voice my thoughts but apart from her usual small daily issue of ammunition we had nothing to frighten them off.

If I hadn’t got spooked things may have been different. I got frightened and crapped out when one lunged at me. I didn’t remember the stairs when I ducked into the doorway. Those steep steel stairs designed to separate the groups and prevent their easy access. Could they come down them?

“Do you think they can get down the stairs now? I mean did you see any inkling that they know how?”

“Huh” Sophie grunted, “Why else do you think I’m worrying? I mean apart from the fact that you dropped the communicator when you fell, and we are out of contact 20 floors down and you got a broken bone sticking through you skin, yes I think they can get down here. They’ve had enough time to learn”

I pondered what she said. It was no good arguing about it, if she thought they could get down here then maybe they could. They were acting differently that was for sure. Yet Sophie thought that they were still being given Blue. Surely if that were the case they would have remained as docile as ever. I understood that they had been weaned off Blue years ago, once everything was up and running efficiently.

And if they were still getting Blue how did we get them to produce more over the years. If they became too docile with Blue they did not move around so much, and production would drop. I put this to Sophie and in her worried state she got angrier than I’d ever seen her.

“Of course they are getting Blue, they are hooked on it. Or something else like it. Why else do you think they are milling around all over the place. Not because they have been weaned off it that’s for sure. They are waiting for it and getting more and more impatient for their fix and they will come down here somehow, just to see if we’ve brought some”

I couldn’t answer that, Sophie was the physiologist I was just an engineer. And an old one at that! It was a long time since I had been in this unit and I had hoped never to enter it again.

When I was part of the team designing it so many years ago we little thought about what was going to be used to power it. We had our brief and worked to it, that was all. It took a while to come together but really it was quite a simple set up all told, and when it was completed we four in the team were feted and made to feel like hero’s. Just for doing our job. It was great for the city, first unit like it in the world. And it supplied all the needs of the state for all those years despite the population growing tenfold.

Sophie spoke again, maybe she was thinking she’d upset me

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have snapped like that. What with your leg and all we got to do something fast”

I wouldn’t argue with that for I was getting very weak and woozy. My pack, where was my pack. I slurred the words a little

“I dropped my pack down here somewhere. Its got a kit in it”

‘Why didn’t you say something before? Where did you drop it? Maybe it’s broken”

Before I could answer Sophie was off at a run. First she searched around the stairs where it should have fallen, then, with a shouted “No” she was off up the first flight. My mind was beginning to wander and I was drifting in and out of clarity. In the kit was my salvation. I must pray that it had not been damaged even the tiniest bit for it must work at full power to clear up my wound.

In the far distance I could hear her feet on metal floors like an old broken eletraphone sticking on notes before rushing on with the unidentifiable tune. They were getting fainter so I supposed they were getting further away, or maybe the power was dropping……Like my eyelids……

I came too to pain, a deep throbbing in the whole of my leg right up to my hip. I wondered if my renovated heart could stand it and I wanted so much to go back to where I had just come from.

“Thank the Lord you’re awake. I heard a thump and it sounds like at least one of them is on his way. I don’t know if it’ll survive the knocks from the stairs but it could make a cushion for the others to follow”

I reached down to the pain and was surprised to find the tourniquet had been removed. I tentatively felt lower and felt the hole where the bone had been sticking through.

“I still got to bandage that” she said, “But at least you are back together”

Sophie had blood on her face like it had been sprayed with a gory fountain. Her arms were smeared red beyond the elbows and the bandage she as unpacking was slowly becoming red and white.

“Lay back so I can finish you off. It says on the pack that a bad break like you had will take a good two hours to knit, and then not strongly. The flesh is already healing but I want to cover it in case we have to move fast. Don’t try to put too much weight on it yet. It won’t be back to normal for at least twelve hours”

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