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 Decisions  (1 rating)by Shawn P. Madison Page 1 of 1 FLASH! BLINDING LIGHT! SHOCK! SEARING PAIN! CRASH! TOTAL DARKNESS! BLACKOUT!!! LOSS OF CONSCIOUSNESS... He lay there on the sand, blood pouring out of a gaping wound in his head. That's where They left him, twenty meters from the burnt-out hulk of his jeep. To survive or die were his choices, They would not help him. The coma was his devastated body's only defense against the immense amount of damage it had sustained. As dawn came and the day progressed, the desert sun and sand would begin to dehydrate and bake his battered body. The internal fluids would drain and the body would cease to function. Death should not stall for more than a day before it claimed him in this heat. Then the desert would have its way with his corpse. The dunes would almost certainly waste no time in claiming him. At least, that was what They thought. But the Others had witnessed his flight from Them and remained in hiding until They were gone. The Others slowly moved closer to him. Eventually he was surrounded. A decision was made. He was deemed salvageable. He was picked up and carried with great care to the place of the Others--a desert domain of extreme privacy. He was doctored and nursed back to health although he had not yet regained consciousness. No matter, thought the Others, his mind could be revived at any time. Days passed. Months. One year. Finally, the time came. He was revived... * * *
FLASH! BLINDING LIGHT! SHOCK! SEARING PAIN! Sigh...total relaxation. Relief, total consciousness... He was grateful but still very weak. The Others worked with him and made him stronger. He was trained to be silent and virtually invisible. He was taught the ancient secret arts of offense and defense, learning to protect himself in any situation. The Others thought him peculiar but considered him family. He knew that he owed his life and much more to these teachers--he owed his very soul. Once again a decision was made. The time had come for the next step. They and the events of that day were revealed to him. He remembered and vowed his revenge. The Others were pleased. A strategy was devised and mission parameters created. The mission was accepted. A set of twelve small boxes were given to him. He began his quest. The Others accompanied him from a distance, without his knowledge. Observation was the concern. Days later. Night. He penetrated Their lair. Silently and smoothly, he stalked his targets. In each of twelve rooms a small box was placed and activated. He extracted himself from Their place. Minutes later a horrific explosion tore through the desert darkness. They were gone--eliminated. He was pleased with his skill. The Others were pleased also. He had been taught very well. The Others were rid of Them. This world, this entire universe was finally rid of Them. All would now be well. But...he was still here. And now he was very dangerous. Another decision was made...
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