Lett went to Macka and sat next to him, she didn't make physical contact, that was hard for her to do. Around them the mountain shook the cave system. The trickle of water that had fallen sedately from a niche in the wall spurted out as if someone had turned on a jet, and the small plateau they rested on rocked as the underground river heaved. Macka's eyes took in each development, his sleep long since fled. He still had the peace of sleep though, and Lett wondered how he did it.
"Aren't you scared?" She said.
"No, are you?"
"No, but I think out reasons are different." They sat quietly as the mountain began to crumble. The passage they had passed through closed like elevator doors, and a new opening formed but was closed instantly by an enormous block of granite. The noise was deafening, with exactness Macka delved into one of the cache bags and produced ear plugs, and even so their ear drums burst with appalling pain.
The gallery had changed shape. The spurt of water had become a gush, then began to fill the room before another crack opened and drained the flow. The plateau they rested on, sunk then rose, leaving them out of the flow of water but close to the ceiling. A cold embraced them, and quickly they got close to share body heat. Macka with now shaking hands found a spherical object and pulled its cord. The device heated instantly and they placed the emu egg heater between them.
"How long before it all settles?" Lett was looking at Macka, but she answered her own question through Prophet - "Weeks." Lett felt the warmth from the heat egg, she wanted to creep even closer to Macka, the little girl in her was trying to break free and she found it hard to deny her urges. Macka was still dream like saying:
"Think of this as a womb, not a crypt. We need to exercise and sleep. Just think that, nothing else. Lett.." he turned to her and took in her big eyes, "be like a child, trust in this cave, and when it is time to find a way out, we will. Go to sleep." His words felt like a lullaby, and she shifted her hip so her weight rested against him, and like that they began their long wait.
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The Pole Shift
Science FictionEarth Crust Displacement, a theoretical and devastating geological event supported by Albert Einstein. What if it was about to happen, what if we knew it was upon us? What if some of us were being watched . . .
