I’ve been interested in writing fiction, so I figured what better place to start than with flash fiction! I’ll try to remember to title and tag them all so its easy to read any of my latest fiction bits :D
The Cyanogen Pill
My glow is fading, heart rate rising. Not much time left by the look of it.
I don’t recall which tunnel I took to get out here. I really am a dimwit! I should have heeded the painted signs and left my mark. And all this for some rusted disk boxes!
I double check my dad’s hand-me-down canister – empty. Dark vein!
The low, rocky ceiling opened up to reveal a large chasm. I scanned in the dim light hoping for the familiar to jump out. Instead, voices. Voices!
I raised my spirits and my pace, racing deftly toward the echoing chatter.
~~I froze.
Masks, beams, and a massive parked drill cart. Its the darks.
“– those flickers keep whining about the ore, say its getting harder to get. As if its hiding or something?” one of the darks mocked. I flattened against the shaft walls instinctively. I might burn out in the Maze, but I was not going to get snuffed. Or worse.
“Hax, any luck over there?” shouted one, seemed like the leader of the group. Probably looking for more dig sites.
But this wasn’t new dig. In fact, none of this arm of the maze had seen any Delegate work in years. What were Dark out here doing?
Suddenly a beam swept over me. My heart skipped a beat.
“Yup, found her!”, only feet away, a Dark steel suit rounded a corner I hadn’t noticed to my right, walking toward the group.
I shivered as the steel stomped past. Somehow they failed to notice me. Guess I thank the Ten for getting covered in dirt earlier.
The suit’s massive claws clutched a struggling form – crying out, softly – like a fish out of water. It was hard to see her glow with all of the beams on her. But I could have sworn her veins weren’t lit.
Then, I was seized by the stupidest urge. I watched as a small rock arced toward the suit and plinked off its side.