to do too. You're our right
hand man now, Leo!" he patted me on the shoulder with one hand while
pulling a big fat cigar out of his pocket, placing it in his mouth, and
lighting it all in the same motion.
"Oh! One more fing , you mow mis mick?" he
asked with the cigar taking up half his mouth. I wouldn't have understood a
word he said if he didn't pull out another paper from his pocket with Danni's
photo and a label that said "Danni Saide ".
I grabbed it right from his hand.
"Where'd you find
this?"
"She's another one of
the refugees found 'round where you were. We need to talk to her a bit too
because she 'broke' you out. Y'know , got to show
everyone how effed up Miller's new system was. Don't
worry, she's at HQ." Eddy pulled the cigar out of his mouth and let out
plenty of smoke, which stayed in the cabin for a second before pouring out the
open sides of the helicopter.
"Yeah, you're gonna love this place... you'll see. " he
absent-mindedly noted while looking out the window. Not even five seconds
later, a wide grin spread across his face.
"WE'RE HERE!" Eddy
declared. I turned my head so I could see; I saw our helicopter heading into a
massive factory, and my first reaction was to trace my eyes along it vertically
until they reached the top... they never did. Just as soon as I was trying to
wrap my mind around this metallic Tower of Babylon, its shadow started to eat
away at the helicopter. Our height, velocity, and all those delightful little
details of physics started to decrease as the pilot prepared for a landing
inside the facility. We were flown inside through a long tunnel at the base,
colossal steel gates closing behind us. Once the gates were closed, for a split
second, we were in complete darkness. I was a bit worried over how the pilot
could see. Just as soon as that thought entered my head, bright, scrutinizing
lights on the ceiling were turned on. Somehow, the factory looked bigger on the
inside than on the out. We were now inside a massive square room with unnerving
rust-colored walls; the strange place reeked of dust and burnt tires. The wear
and tear displayed let me know that its ancient days once saw a less lonely
existence, but that was all abandoned with the carelessness of time; footsteps
once thundered in this mammoth prism, but now were lost in the echoes of time
past.
A neat landing pad with
radiant, inviting blue lights was in the center. They flashed on and off, on
and off, screaming out. The helicopter slowly started to rotate towards it.
Eddy jumped out once the helicopter was a few feet from the ground, and he
motioned me to do the same. I hesitantly did so, and grunted once I hit the
hard metal bars that made up the floor nearby. What I hadn’t noticed before was
that what was beneath them seemed to be an endless abyss, nothing but darkness
and decay for miles. It greedily swallowed up any particles that fell through
the grates, and practically asked me if I was feeling lucky that day. I gulped
and hurried on toward Eddy, who was already on a safer area. He motioned me
again to follow him through a doorway. The heavy iron doors automatically slid
open once he was within a few feet of the path they were diligently guarding,
and inside was a hallway with tiny red lights on the ceiling to illuminate the
way. Each light was an eye, watching my every step but not recalling any of it.
Eddy waited for me to catch up this time, and we both walked inside, side by
side.
“I just wanna tell you right now that…well, you’re a techie, right?” he asked, one hand on my
shoulder.
“A little bit.”
“You’re gonna love this.” he concluded. When I looked up to him, I noticed that his round,
red-tinted goggles were gone, and he had bright red marks in their place around
his dark brown eyes. He must have taken them off when I wasn’t looking. Once we
reached the end of the hallway, there was another heavy iron door. This one was
a bit more stubborn, and did not open immediately. There was a
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