The Flux Engine
“John covered his eyes with his hands as if that would stop the process that was changing his body, infecting him, turning him into a leaker.
“Calm down, John.” Hickok’s voice was even but John could hear the urgency beneath it. “You need to stay calm.”
“Or what?” he yelled, jumping to his feet. “I’ll die quicker?”
“No!” Hickok shouted at him in a voice that was not to be ignored.
John slumped forward, dropping to his knees in the scrubby grass and sand of the New Georgia plains.
“Bleeding from the eyes isn’t a leaker symptom,” Hickok said. “Leakers bleed from their skin. Whatever’s happening, it’s probably a side effect of that sludge Solomon injected you with.”
“What if I really am becoming a leaker?” John said, wincing against the ongoing pain popping up randomly throughout his body.
“You’re not going to become a leaker,” Hickok said with absolute confidence.
Something in the enforcer’s voice buoyed John’s spirits and he looked up. Hickok sat cross-legged on the ground with his hand...cuffed hands still behind him.MoreLess
“Calm down, John.” Hickok’s voice was even but John could hear the urgency beneath it. “You need to stay calm.”
“Or what?” he yelled, jumping to his feet. “I’ll die quicker?”
“No!” Hickok shouted at him in a voice that was not to be ignored.
John slumped forward, dropping to his knees in the scrubby grass and sand of the New Georgia plains.
“Bleeding from the eyes isn’t a leaker symptom,” Hickok said. “Leakers bleed from their skin. Whatever’s happening, it’s probably a side effect of that sludge Solomon injected you with.”
“What if I really am becoming a leaker?” John said, wincing against the ongoing pain popping up randomly throughout his body.
“You’re not going to become a leaker,” Hickok said with absolute confidence.
Something in the enforcer’s voice buoyed John’s spirits and he looked up. Hickok sat cross-legged on the ground with his hand...cuffed hands still behind him.MoreLess
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