2:06 - Shots firing. The immortals suffered through it.
We needed to use our gift for good.
Our pain led to a better life for them all.
All the meat.
2:07 - The metal immediately shot harder. That was the only fear that they could inflict on the meat. Death.
Blood.
My own.
The other Immortal's.
Bullets.
Lodging into us.
Sickening.
But not fatal.
We turned to the meat. The metal didn't dare move to block them as the meat made their way to undoing their shackles. Not with the shower of bullets. Not with the risk.
2:08 - I had fallen back. The bullets were too much. I was immortal; not invincible.
The world was slowly slipping away from me. But I took one more look to the live recorder.
"You know what you need to do. You aren't just meat. And you know it-".
I was almost gone. I had lost too much blood. I couldn't go on. But I found it in me to watch the meat.
Their escape.
My pride.
2:09 - "Run," I stammered. The words just escaping my mouth.
They had unshackled themselves.
They were running.
The metal didn't chase.
Maybe their metallic souls had faded. Maybe a humane heart had started to beat.
2:10 - Shots still rang through. The Immortals hung; defeated by the bullets. Blood dripping. It was blurred. There was a sudden silence.
And the world sat in that silence for a while.
Reality then slipped away....
Darkness...
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AdventureCompleted Although in need of editing. 'We would run again. Together. ' This book is set in the post-apocalyptic future of sorts. It is a contemplative novel about use of life and place in a narrative form. A bit of philosophy, bit of action, a lo...
