Story of Sol | Day 330C - August 30th, 2741
Map of the Phosphate Plains
TRANSCRIPT
It wasn't one of these empty looking structures that we were headed to. No, Holt was staying inside some big fucking fortress deep within Oasis. More guards at the gate. More questions. More disgusting comments... But they again let us through, and notified Holt of our arrival.
But when we walked in, he had is back to us. Gave me a chance to approach him. Good thing too, as when he turned around meeting me face to face, he knew immediately what I was. A STEEL wielder. He tried grabbing for a weapon but I was close enough to beat him to it, and stressed to him I wasn't with STEEL. He didn't believe me, and rightly so. But then we heard rumblings. Louder and louder.
Christie screamed as an explosion occurred nearby, then alarms blaring. We stopped fighting in the chaos, and Holt checked his comms device which was pinging notifications like fucking crazy.
STEEL has somehow labelled me as a cultist infiltrator. And they put a kill order on the both of us. With an assault force imminent.
I had just enough time to grab a gun from Holt before drop pods landed all over our vicinity.
I didn't have my stone with me, but I felt it. It was wielders. And they were not shy about using their powers, tearing the whole city apart. It wouldn't take them long to find us, if they didn't know already. So we had to move, and fast.
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