The Last Days of New Paris (2016)
““There’s no way we’re getting out aboveground,” Sam says.
But Mairie des Lilas, the last Métro station on the line, sits a few streets east of the rim of the barrier. Outside, beyond the sealed-off twenty.
Sam descends the stairs at the junction of the nineteenth and twentieth into bad darkness, and Thibaut follows. They walk the tunnels you should never enter. They pass trains that stopped years ago. Through the undercity.
Thibaut breathes shallowly, carefully, his hands trembling. A barrier wells out of the gloom before them. The remains of a checkpoint abandoned back in the first days, when the Germans decided the predators below the pavement were security enough.
Sam has her camera up, and sweeps ahead of them. Behind Thibaut the exquisite corpse follows.
Thibaut watches for monsters. He watches for trains that sit up on their haunches and tell stories.
Something whisks past beyond their torchlight. Sam shouts a command in a terrible resonant voice, in no language Thibaut recogniz...es, and the thing screams and scurries on, and Thibaut shoots.MoreLess
But Mairie des Lilas, the last Métro station on the line, sits a few streets east of the rim of the barrier. Outside, beyond the sealed-off twenty.
Sam descends the stairs at the junction of the nineteenth and twentieth into bad darkness, and Thibaut follows. They walk the tunnels you should never enter. They pass trains that stopped years ago. Through the undercity.
Thibaut breathes shallowly, carefully, his hands trembling. A barrier wells out of the gloom before them. The remains of a checkpoint abandoned back in the first days, when the Germans decided the predators below the pavement were security enough.
Sam has her camera up, and sweeps ahead of them. Behind Thibaut the exquisite corpse follows.
Thibaut watches for monsters. He watches for trains that sit up on their haunches and tell stories.
Something whisks past beyond their torchlight. Sam shouts a command in a terrible resonant voice, in no language Thibaut recogniz...es, and the thing screams and scurries on, and Thibaut shoots.MoreLess
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