Chapter 12 and 13

Chapter 12

Julia looked around. It took a while to get used to being a climbing suit. She couldn't smell, but her hearing was amplified and so was her sight, although she felt like her sight lagged behind when she turned her head. The rocks on top of the suit... Hurt her. She didn't stop to ask how. She looked over at the neurotech booth and saw through the dusty thick window her body slumped in the chair. It wasn't a pleasant sight. She trained herself, lifting rubble off of her new container with her chubby hands and fingers. The slamming and grotesque sounds from behind the door drew to an end. Before the door fell open. Julia didn't even hesitate, she stood up and reached her arm up to the rock wall of The Hole. A grapple hook shot out from just beneath her palm and the industrial alloy cable pulled her up with no problem. She could hear them, oh God she could hear them. She was a good 30 feet off of the ground now, and she chanced a look down. She could see directly into the neurotech booth from a broken ceiling. The things were disgusting, lumbering black masses with white boils and sometimes patches of bare human skin. They didn't see her up on the wall, instead they ripped through the door and tore away the meager barricade. Julia could of sworn that she saw her own eyes open, before they tore her apart.

Chapter 13

Julia would have cried, if she had the ability to do so. She heard the sobs in her mind, and the suit made her tortured sobs burst through the suits speakers in staticky echoes. Julia's machinated pain echoed from the Hole. She kept pulling herself up, hook by hook from the climbing suit's hands. It was extremely dark, and the only light she had were the small pinpoints attached the Hole's walls, and two beams of light she turned on from under her jaw. She didn't stop to think how it was possible, but she still felt physically tired after an hour of the climb. She did not need to breathe, but she made the noise anyway without any voluntary effort. After what she could only guess was over two hours, she came to the lip of the Hole. The sky wasn't pitch black, it was a shade of blue that wasn't dark, but the total absence of sunlight made it very dark and she saw only by plinking bits of light from 1A and the lights on her suit. She didn't know what disturbed her more, the absence of any human life or rescue attempt for what had happened in the Hole, or the black tentacles oozing out of the hole with her, penetrating the walls of installation 1A.


- By Ashton