The underground cave was stunning in beauty, the grey rocks shone blue and white in the moonlight, the occasional sparkle from the crystals glimmered brightly as our flashlights pointed them out and exposed their lovely shine. The elevator was going down at a slower pace then I expected it would, but the sight was worth the wait. I was excited to meet the abandoned, secret laboratory everyone was whispering about.
The elevator reached the floor and my father opened the door, gesturing the rest of us to get out, we were a group of 'explorers' or at least we call ourselves that for dignity, were actually raiders, you know, the people who take things from places long abandoned or something like that.
"Finally, that took forever," Chris said, he was my dad's friend.
"I liked the view," I chirped in.
"Stop chattering," My father said. "There might still be some security still here."
"But it's been about 20 years since this place had been snuffed out though," said Chris. "I think we'll be fine."
"I agree with Jonan," said the last member of our group. "C'mon Chris, we can't be too careful."
"Damnit don't get into this, Miller," Chris sighed and stubbornly agreed. "Fine, let's do it your way."
"Alright let's go." my dad whispered.
We walked down the hall full of broken lights and scrap metal, the crunching noises our boots made were no help to our anxieties either; the rooms we passed were almost all empty except for an occasional dead person. However I found one room with a laptop plugged into the wall, it looked untampered, unused, and in great condition, I wonder why no one got it before us. I walked into the room, unplugged it, and stuffed it into my backpack as quietly as I could, then I caught up with the others, who looked at me but asked no questions. Not all raiders were as integral as our group: whoever sees something first and wants it, keeps it and no group member can take it. It's to minimize fighting between our team.
We walked into an untouched room-- well, almost untouched. It was cleaner than all the other rooms and had a couple items still intact inside it. My dad found some cragnial crystals (cragnial crystals are used to create new age technology and are quite rare) hidden inside a rotting corpse's knapsack. Waste not, want not, you know. Chris found a bunch of scrap metal and wires in good condition, and Miller found levers, a dashboard, and two hyperdrive instruction pamphlets, rare and banned in the 2100's and one reason why this place were taken out besides human experimentation.
"Wow is that–" Chris mumbled.
"Hyperdrive instructions," Miller sneered while cutting him off. "Yes it is."
"Really?!" I asked. "That's so cool, aren't those, like, illegal?"
"Yes, extremely" Miller grinned smugly.
"Yeah, yeah." My father said in an exhausted voice.
"Jealous?" Miller said, testing my father's patience and my dad looked him in the eye with the most furious yet bored expression of utter 'I'm-done-with-your-sass-young- man-and-I-will-send-you-to-your-room.' look he's given me after a long day. "Ah, yes you are." Miller finished in a 'please-don't-hurt-me-sir-I'm-only-twenty-four' kind of voice and wisely turned around to avoid more eye contact.
The other rooms after that were also nice, I even found a car battery hooked up to an electric chair. We were heading up by the lab rooms and where most human experiments went on, but there were some cages with deceased monkeys and rats. We stopped at the corner as my father gave the signal for the gasmasks. I unzipped my bag again and found my blue glowing face pal, or homemade mask.
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Just a laptop
Ficção CientíficaAnother high school story, its rather terrible especially with pacing and general dialogue. I love and hate this story about a raider teen finding a laptop with a human contentiousness stuck inside. It was around 12 pages long when I stopped writing...