Zodiac Station
“by footsteps in the corridor. I lay in bed, wishing there were locks on the doors. Wishing I’d borrowed one of the rifles from the rack. Being trapped at Zodiac with someone who might want to kill me is bad enough. The fact that he’s got full access to a well-stocked gun cabinet at the end of the hall terrifies me.
The footsteps passed my room and headed towards the front door. Towards the gun rack. I heard the boot-room door squeak open – but not shut. He was trying not to wake anybody. Maybe ...he didn’t want to make himself unpopular.
I slipped out of my bunk and poked my head round the door. Moving suddenly, in case anyone was there.
The corridor was empty, the boot-room door shut.
I walked to the end of the corridor. Zodiac at 4 a.m.’s a ghostly place: full daylight leaching through the windows, but not a soul to be seen. As if the aliens came and abducted everyone except you. The only sound was a soft wind sighing through the aerials on the roof. It seemed to have risen since yesterday evening.MoreLess
The footsteps passed my room and headed towards the front door. Towards the gun rack. I heard the boot-room door squeak open – but not shut. He was trying not to wake anybody. Maybe ...he didn’t want to make himself unpopular.
I slipped out of my bunk and poked my head round the door. Moving suddenly, in case anyone was there.
The corridor was empty, the boot-room door shut.
I walked to the end of the corridor. Zodiac at 4 a.m.’s a ghostly place: full daylight leaching through the windows, but not a soul to be seen. As if the aliens came and abducted everyone except you. The only sound was a soft wind sighing through the aerials on the roof. It seemed to have risen since yesterday evening.MoreLess
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