by Brnin8r » Thu Dec 18, 2008 4:20 pm
The lights eventually circle in on the campsite and the engines die down. Eight forms step off the bikes with heavy assault rifles strapped around their arms. These guns look nothing like anything the girls have had. In the light, the boys could make out that each person's helmet is shaped into an odd form; that of a dog's head. They stand there for a second, looking around the campsite with their guns ready. One motions for another to search one of the empty tents, Arthur's. The person darts over with almost inhuman speed and is already out holding a sleeping bag. The 'leader' nods in silence. It motions for the other tents to be searched. (nobody is in their tent at this point right?)
Dan saw that the data was all unorganized, like the boy had quickly added in notes here and there as the researching was going on. Words like inhuman, abnormal, and irregular morphing were scattered through the text; sentences like: Subject's system seems almost virus-like. At the bottom is a shortcut link to an audio journal.
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The girl smiled, "Well of course you didn't want this to happen. We didn't want you to attack our facility. Consider us even now. And besides...your comrades haven't shown up for you yet and it's been almost two days...with your precious main base so close to us you would think they would have cared about you more."
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NO RESPONSE FROM RACHEL!!!! (Large neon signs flashing at an overly-obvious hint)
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