Page 83 of Sworn to the Alien


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Every time the light from the last bulb failed to illuminate the passageway ahead, I reached out and felt at the wallwith my hands, shuffling my feet along the craggy concrete beneath my feet.

Then the little leader would slap at the wall again until he discovered the light switch he was looking for.

I hated it down here.

It was a combination of my worst nightmares:

Being in the dark, heading deeper and deeper into the unknown, with no way to escape back the way we had come… not for me in any case.

I was sure the little leader could get out if he wanted to.

I wished I had overheard whatever secret password he’d said.

I didn’t even know if it would work if I said it… but at least it would have been a chance.

It was only when the little leader snapped his palm on the wall and the overheard lamp exploded with sparks that I decided I’d had enough.

“Give me the Orb,” I told him.

“You only just gave it to me. Why would I give it back to you now?”

“Do you want to keep wandering slowly down this tunnel or do you want to get to wherever it is we’re heading?”

He curled his lips like he’d eaten Earth’s most sour lemon but he stood no chance against my insistence.

Finally, he grumbled something under his breath and handed it back to me.

“Give me something metallic,” I said. “Preferably sharp.”

“What for?”

I just held my hand out and didn’t reply.

He grumbled again before handing me a small switchblade.

I flicked it open.

It was a handsome thing with intricate designs etched into the blade.

I tried not to think how many innocent bodies it’d been thrust into.

I placed the blade’s edge on the wall and, holding the Orb in my free hand, moved them together along the rough surface.

The blade kicked off sparks as I dragged it along the flinty rock.

“Hey!” the little leader said. “That’s my best blade!”

And now I knew he had a whole lot more on him somewhere…

The sparks were only small but added together, they were enough to make the Blue Orb glow.

It shone brightly and as I continued to scrape the wall’s surface, the white filament formed the shape of a rabbit.

It hopped around me and then raced down the tunnel in long, drawn-out leaps.

It moved so fast it turned back to find us again before running out ahead.

Like a puppy excited to play.

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