Nolton-Coris Lab, Eddara City, Terrastis Schuyler was escorted to the Nolton-Coris Lab by the same guard who had escorted him up and down that hall in the prison. The lab looked no different from any of the others, but it was smaller. Rather than being a network of smaller labs, this one was a single lab used solely by the two men he had told his story to. The two men stood at the entrance when Schuyler and the guard arrived, Schuyler’s arms still bound. Both men had dark eyes, but one was darker haired than the other. The one to the right wore the glasses that had always glinted…
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Glimmer, part 12
And that’s how we found you, one says. Yes. Thank you for your time, Schuyler, two says. I don’t say anything. There is nothing left for me to say. I had told them my story, just as they had requested. I owed them nothing more. Tomorrow we’re going to take you to our lab, two says. We want you to show us how Dr. Tobias and Dr. Russell created you and your fellow assassins. Where are Dr. Tobias and Dr. Russell? I ask. The two men look at each other. We assume they’re dead, one says. Nearly everyone on Earth is dead. Much of Earth is scorched, the oceans are…
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Glimmer, part 11
It was hot, and Schuyler thought it was summer. But he had seen snow elsewhere and knew it was winter. It was the fires that raged all across the city that made it hot. People were scarce these days. Corpses littered the streets. No one was safe from the assassins and the explosions. Countries had been wiped out and more would follow. Schuyler walked through the streets, stepping right through the fires and feeling nothing but heat. His clothes had long ago burnt off, just as the clothes of the other three assassins had. There was no need for clothes, for decency, modesty. Everyone was either attacking everyone else or…
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Arachnia, part 4
Ebony was waiting for him in the chamber of chains the following morning. She wore the same red gown as the day before, but her black curls were tied back this time. She looked refreshed and vibrant. The same couldn’t be said of the half-naked man tightly chained to the wall. Traveler studied this man carefully as the guard pulled the door closed. His shaggy blond hair fell across his dark eyes and his face looked tired, haggard, and thin. He was a tall, slender man with long limbs. He was gazing defiantly at Ebony and hardly seemed to notice the man standing by the door. “Traveler, this is former…
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Arachnia, part 2
“What?” Kali burst out. “You can’t!” Traveler glared over at her. “I have no choice, Kali.” She paced across the airy sitting room of her palace chambers. Black and red silk billowed out as a breeze wandered in from the balcony. Her black gown trailed on the red carpet as she paced. Traveler, now dressed in black with an equally black cloak and hat, reposed on a black and silver upholstered couch. Ebony’s younger sister whirled on him, distress clear in her black eyes as she stared at him. “How could you do this to me?” she whispered. “Those people she has imprisoned are my own agents!” He bounded to…
