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“I’d really prefer if we could just wait,” said
Haley. “Doctor Sorkin will be here shortly.”
Geary shook his head. “Not a
chance. You’ve got one? One what? Tell
Haley sighed shakily. “You’re not going
to like it.”
“I hate it already.”
“I think you might want to be alone for this,”
tilting his head at Huff, who had been following the conversation with
“She stays,” said Geary firmly.
Haley looked at him with pity. “I don’t
know how to tell you this, but you’re not generating any brainwaves.”
When the graffiti first appeared it unsettled the
town. The local news and papers reported about it ad nauseum, even
inspiring a school assembly about the sanctity of nature and people’s
responsibility to honor it. It upset the adults that someone
so indulgent. It upset the kids for another reason: No living
human could’ve penned it.
That side of the cliff face was unscalable up or
down. Its wind-ravaged slate chipped with the smallest
kryptonite to climbing gear, experience, and technique. No
jumped from that side either, the pool below it more rock than water
with glacial boulders piercing the surface like a monster’s claw,
reaching up from the deep.
Eventually the press had more important stories to
cover and the adults forgot the message altogether.
But not the kids.
YOU SHOULD LIVE HERE.
Unspoken, the kids agreed the message was penned
by the Lost Cliff Beast.
When my vision cleared one last time, the stripper
at the very edge of the stage, right in front of us, not
Emanating off her skin was not the cloying perfume I was at this point
praying for, but again that impossible to identify odor--dust,
tears. Her shallow gray gaze seemed to fall somewhere between
Garcia and myself. I noticed her feet were actually bare
now. They were the feet of an old man, shrunken and wrinkled
tufts of thick white hair at the knuckles.
"Jesus." I felt sick. I
gripped Garcia by the arm. "We need to go."
"It's too late for that," the twin beside me
said. "You're already here."
They ran to the street, slogging through the
water. He looked up to see the Terraquean moon at the edge of
crater, bathing the city in silvery light. Soon, that moon
be an irresistible hand, drawing the tides in their full fury down upon
By the time they got to the trail, the water was
past their knees.
“I don’t understand your people,” Gryff said as
their upward trek. “You can make these shields, you’ve
space travel, yet you still live in these craters which get flooded
every lunar cycle. You have to evacuate to the
Uplands. Why not just live in the Uplands all the time?”
“You don’t understand our traditions,” Argella
replied. “This is all part of the Cleansing. My
done this for generations.”
Three loud popping noises, and suddenly there they
just as Mrs. Gambardella had described them: a boy in underwear over
jeans, another with a red bathing suit and a green-checked sports
jacket, and a girl in a yellow and ivory ball gown, like the ones in
30's musicals. There was nothing there on the corner, and
there were the smirking teenagers, just like that.
The three swayed for a moment, giggling, and
Morris moved closer, drawn despite the clenching of his gut.
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