“Do you really want to see what this is all about?”
“Yes.”
He led her down a narrow
hallway. Fluorescent lights flickered
every ten feet, leaving patches of darkness that hinted at their inkiness. She felt like water should be dripping down
the walls and mildew accenting the air.
Instead it was an astringent that assaulted her nose.
He stopped at a smooth steel
door. He punched in a complicated code
on the keypad to the right. With a hiss
straight out of a horror movie, the door swung open. She blinked at the two feet of steel moving
silent and smooth. She followed him in
unsure what was worse – the hall or what the room might contain beyond that
door.
Inside, there were tall clear cylinders
as far as she could see. Drawn to them
by a twisting in her gut, she approached the nearest one. A light flicked on inside the tube when she
stopped in front of it. Inside were
undulating globular masses drifting up and down.
“This is what’s destroying the
surface?” her hand drifted toward the Plexiglas of its own volition.
“Yes. These things are what control the Mechas. The ones you’re looking at are young. They aren’t as dangerous. The older ones are in back.”
“Where did they come from?”
“Dr. Brasman thinks they’ve been
here for years, living amongst the jellyfish in the ocean.”
When her hand touched the
Plexiglas, something shifted. Bright
colors flashed across her vision and a loud rushing wind clouded her
hearing. When it all cleared, she was
surprised to find herself lying on the floor, his panicked face staring down at
her.
“Are you all right? What happened?”
“I’m fine. I just got dizzy, I guess.”
“It’s time to get you out of
here. You need to rest.”
She followed him to the door. She felt fine. But something was different.
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