SIX MONTHS LATER
Rachel Welker returned to the campsite. She was unnerved by what she found there. The Pathfinder, intact. She was stunned. It had been destroyed along with Tana. She immediately called her friends. Kooi examined the drone first. It was genuine.
"Where's the receiver?" Liv asked.
"I don't... I dunno..." Kooi said, in disbelief. He was horrified but somewhat relieved.
They didn't know that they were being watched from a cliff face above. The man was scarred beyond recognition. He dropped the receiver alongside the sack of dead wasps onto the ground, and pulled his shirt over the surgery scars on his torso. He walked off into the Amazonian sunset.
• • •
"The civil defence and advancements department of Koytana has been shut down, and all profits are now Dedicated to mental health research in the name of my best friend and the man behind this company. Cameron Montana" Kooi said on the stage. A sad applause sounded in the Koytana building lobby as Kooi pulled the sheet off the brass statue of Tana.
Liv looked down at the child her patient had just delivered. When her shift ended, she climbed into her Volvo and looked at Isra in the seat beside her.
Dane Hanyn helped the construction workers and supplies onto the fleet of Vectra's. Rachel Welker looked back from the captain's chair and smiled, giving a thumbs up and looking down at the photo of Tana hooked to the console.
• • •
The monument outside the United Nations Headquarters in New York City was a brilliant one. A grey citadel with a statue of a man and woman standing back to back. It was the height of the flagpoles.
Here is where we, the people of earth, honour those who gave their lives in the year 2030, for the advancement of the human race. We will follow them to our new home some day... When we are ready... When we finally see the world as they did.
He was wrong, he always had been wrong. Every rainbow comes after the rain. Everything had stabilised. Everything was normal. As normal as it could be. Nothing would ever be normal... But maybe someday, a new normal would exist. Someday, he would return. Someday, there would be an ascendency. Someday, Tana thought. He contemplated when he should reveal himself. He climbed back down into the workshop where he continued to cut and weld the aluminium with his scarred hands.
Someday
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A is for Ares
Ficción General[COMPLETE] A is a nameless man who goes by the first letter in the alphabet after a traumatic experience. He has found a cure to mental health - but he fails to realise his discovery's true nature. He doesn't know that he is a serial killer. Garrett...
