EXO Legacy

File 13: Doors of Dulce

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File 13: Doors of Dulce

Location: Archuleta Mesa, Dulce, New Mexico

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The airlock hissed and the second guillotine door opened up to a only-slightly illuminated hallway that was similar to the previous one.

Something.... or some things in here did not like the light of our sun...

The floor was pitch black but I guessed it was grey linoleum because it felt like it, while the assumed corners of the walls and floors gave off an eerie blue glow.

There were markings on the grey walls, maybe level and area markings. I couldn't quite see because my eyes had not adjusted to this strange place.

Although I could barely make out, 'Security', and where we were as well as any other areas on this level. There was something that said 'Communication' too.

But... there were no doors to the security or communications areas...

"Ah, mister Kendall. Ve vere vonderingk vhen ve vould be seeingk you again," came a voice from our side.

I tiny fit of laughter barely escaped me.

"Greetings, Dr. Emmett," Dad held the man's hand but did not shake it. Oh, also that was the first time I had ever heard dad use the word 'greetings'.

"I will bring you to vhere you need to go... but do remain vigil, Jerry has gotten into zhe Ixian crates again. We think he has developed a craving for zhose new fruits dhat we- oh, better talk inside."

Dr. Emmett cleared his throat as the bodyguard slowly shook his head.

Dad whispered to me that it was very very important that I not touch anything. I felt a little annoyed that I was being treated like a 4-year-old again, but I just nodded and let it go.

It seems that Dad and these two had a mutual understanding from earlier and that everything had been explained over the phone or something when I was not around.

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Dr Emmett received a message on his wrist-wrapped computer which completely covered his arm with some kind of flexible screen.

He looked at it briefly, raised an eyebrow, and then looked to me then said to dad,

"It seems as if this will be delayed a while."

He paused for a moment and went to me and asked,

"Do you vant to see vat ve make here?" He nodded to the bodyguard who nodded in approval.

Most cliché evil-character-tone ever. I immediately knew I should watch my back around this guy.

Let's list what he had:

■ His eyes were intensely concentrated on whatever he was looking at, like he wanted to burn them with the lenses in his eyes...

■ His hands were long and slender and attached to them were boney pale fingers. Okay, he couldn't punch me, but he'd probably slice me open with a scalpel or something...

■ His manner when he walked and talked was one that you'd only see on a mad scientist... or a high school bully who was just itching to cut that frog open and stirr up the insides... but when it is still alive... just to see it squirm...

■ He wore a mad scientist's mad lab coat...

■ And there is his voice...

>>> Now first off, I don't mind the German accent... or was it Russian? I used to have a girlfriend who was German and she was okay, I guess.