Beyond the Darkside 35 1-5


CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

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The sound of electrons rearranging on the surface of the molecular analyzer grated on Aldric’s nerves. The hiss-chirp hiss-chirp cadence generated by the device was new, or at least it was new to him. He never noticed it before, but he was distracted before. Everything was clearer now, so it only made sense that he would notice sounds that were obviously masked before. Ignoring the sound was difficult, but it did not keep him from understanding the information.

The complex patterns taking shape on the analyzer was unlike anything he had seen before in organic matter. The DNA, or what passed for DNA in the remains of the tentacles that came pouring through the dimensional gate mimicked the wave pattern of the energy that came from opening the gate in the first place. Was the creature’s DNA change when it went through the gate, or was the gate somehow connected to the creatures? Hard to answer that question without going through the gate himself, and he was not crazy enough to try going through the gate. Not yet anyway.

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Beyond the Darkside 34-16 to 20


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“Mostly food and medical supplies, but we swiped some parts too,” Hanse said.

Debra slowly shifted her gaze to her husband. “And that is it?”

Hanse tilted his head to the side and grinned. “Well there were a few weapons and a prototype code breaker, but that’s it: promise.”

“Great.” Debra shook her head and sighed. “Well that should be enough to get Vo off my back, at least for now, but that doesn’t mean you two are off the hook. Odds are both her and Aldric Dewitt will be coming for you two soon enough, so I would just as soon get you both out of my house.” Continue reading “Beyond the Darkside 34-16 to 20”

Beyond the Darkside 34-1 to 15


CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

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The sparse dinner pleased Evan far more than it had any right to. He smiled and stroked his too thin stomach. The vat grown chicken and greenhouse broccoli tasted better than anything he ate while in the company of the resistance or Isis herself. He did not know if it was because he was not a prisoner at the moment, or if it was that much better than the survival rations that always seemed to be on the menu of the resistance. Ultimately it did not matter, but it tickled Evan’s mind and he smiled.

“You look rather pleased with yourself,” Hanse said as he shut the door behind him and walked into the living room of his wife’s home. The big man’s grin did not have the artificial or sinister qualities Evan was used to. An hour spent with Debbie in her bedroom, neither of them caring what Evan could hear, improved his demeanor as much as the food improved Evan’s.

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Beyond the Darkside 32-13 to 17


Evan looked around the garage. “Is there a bathroom or something?”

“In the house, but you’ll have to strip out here,” Hanse said. “The little woman wouldn’t like it if we brought them inside.”

“But…I…” Evan climbed out of the shuttle and looked about. “What about privacy?”

“Stuff your privacy little man. I’ve been watching you in your little room since you arrived,” Hanse said as he exited the shuttle. He poked Evan in the chest with a finger and said, “Everything.” Continue reading “Beyond the Darkside 32-13 to 17”

Beyond the DarkSide: 32-6 to 8


“Well I’ll be damned,” Hanse said.

“What? What is it?” Evan asked while frantically looking about.

“It looks like we’re saved.” Hanse picked up his pace, bounding forward with long strides that ate up the distance.

Evan chased after him, but he watched the distance between them grow. He worried that the revolutionary intended to ditch Evan and save himself. Then he saw the shuttle.

The dull mustard yellow shuttle sat between two craters and blended in with the surroundings. A white light blinked twice and went dark. It did so a few seconds later, but stopped once Evan turned in its direction. Hanse got to the shuttle and waved Evan forward. “Come on,” he shouted.

Evan’s breath came in panting gasps by the time he got to the shuttle door. He climbed inside the red lit interior and Hanse closed the hatch. A cheerful, masculine voice announced, “Please keep all safety gear in place.” Air rushed into the bay through a series of vents in the ceiling. After a minute the hissing stopped and the light changed from red to white.

Hanse unlatched his helmet and pulled it off. He sucked in a noisy breath and declared, “Still recycled, but the freshest air I’ve had in thirty minutes.” Evan followed his lead, but kept the helmet in his lap rather than tossing it to the ground.

The metal clank and hiss of an airlock opening turned both of their heads toward the front of the shuttle. A tall, thin woman in grey flights it stepped through the door and glared at the two of them. She opened her mouth to speak, but Hanse cut her off. “Debbie, baby, I’m so glad to see you.” His exuberant greeting and accompanying smile did not elicit the response he hoped for. Debra’s glare grew more pronounced and the silence more palpable.

Beyond the DarkSide: 32-4 to 5


They trudged on in silence, heading in the direction of the relay. After ten minutes, Evan stopped looking over his shoulder for the DarkSide security shuttle. After twenty, he wished it found them instead. The never ending sea of grey dust and rocks made estimating time and distance almost impossible. Despite what the oxygen gauge on Evan’s suit suggested, he was certain they would run out of air at any moment.

“We should turn back,” Evan said. “I’m sure security has left by now. We can break back in and call for a ride.”

“Shut up, idiot. There is no going back there, not if we want to live anyway,” Hanse said as he lumbered forward.

Evan bit back a response. He did not think Hanse was the type to leave him out in the wasteland to die, but he did not want to take that chance just yet. He followed in silence, keeping his eyes trained on the heavy backpack carried by the other man. He grumbled in his head that it could have held more oxygen, and he told Hanse as much while the big man emptied the original contents, but Hanse had his new gun and the other items they originally came for, and he was not about to leave such treasures behind.

Beyond the Darkside: 32-1 to 3


CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

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Evan peeked from behind the bus-sized boulder, wishing his emergency space suit provided better visibility, he did not see anyone walking around. Hanse assured him that it would take a little while for the security team to put on their own suits, but Evan was not so sure. The guards seemed very interested in catching them and Eva did not relish the idea of getting dragged before Aldric.

He bounded across the distance to the next large boulder and waited for Hanse to catch up. The big man stopped short of bumping into Evan and looked back. “Still no sign of them,” he said.

“Let’s keep going,” Evan said as he peered around the corner and bolted for the next big rock. He did not feel all that fast in the low gravity lunar environment, but he knew that distance was key. “Hey, Hanse?”

“Yeah?”

“How did the security guards get here? There’s too many of them to be from the guard shack alone,” Evan said as he took a moment to catch his breath and look for the next stop along the way.

“I’m not sure,” Hanse said. “Probably a shuttle.”

“A shuttle?” Evan made for a crater that looked like it would offer some cover. “Shit.”

“What’s wrong…” Hanse was silent for a moment. “Shit. They can look for us in the shuttle.” He bounded ahead of Evan, taking the lead and no longer worrying about cover. “We have to move, smart guy, or they’re going to find us in a big hurry.”

“Wait,” Evan said as he tried to catch up. “They’ll see us.”

“We’ll have to risk it,” said Hanse. “There’s an old communications relay that way.” He pointed away from the warehouse toward a vast expanse of grey nothing. “If we don’t get caught, we might be able to get some help before we run out of air.”

“That is not very encouraging,” Evan said as he followed along. He dared a look behind them at the warehouse. “Won’t they see us out in the open once they get the shuttle up?”

“They won’t be looking for us over here,” Hanse said.

“Why’s that?”

“You’d have to be crazy to walk through this wasteland in and emergency suit,” Hanse said with a laugh.