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Unknown, January, 1940
She staggered toward the platform, the cage, and dormant robot. She found a panel of keyboards in front of the device. She disconnected her USB cord from her suit and plugged it into an empty port. She sat down and leaned against the panel. She bent her head and stared at the robot. She had no…
I’ve been writing this story, The Endless Wastes, for a few months now. If you read it, and like it, I’d appreciate some help spreading it around. Sharing is caring.
When she failed to respond immediately, his tone became angry, “Spit it out, bird. Why are you here?”
She came to, remembered her purpose, the mission, and spoke, “The energy signature. We picked it up. Was far above anything that should exist this far out. Pre-Rending levels. I was sent to…
My serialized fiction, The Endless Wastes, continues.
Nellis stared intently. She took a moment to process the situation.
She had seen photographs of the doctor in the Sisters’ database. The man before he was a younger version of the white haired, crumpled figure she remembered. There was no way Tenma was still alive. The Sisters were fairly…
In the latest entry of The Endless Wastes, we learn a little bit more about who, and what, Nellis is.
Dim red lights ran beneath the metal walkway pressed against the rounded wall, casting just enough light to see halfway down the corridor. The space beyond was an aphotic expanse. The hallway quickly opened up into a large T-shaped room. Tables were spread sporadically throughout the long end of…
Reblogging this a little late, but The Endless Wastes continues!
