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Adrift – Chapter 10

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Part 1 ”….. Are you two really going to keep on with that?” Following a sigh of pure and undiluted exasperation, Haudrica narrowed her eyes at both Cole and Mizelle. ”It’s alright; we fiddled with this machine before and nothing happened.” Replied Mizelle as Cole removed the tiny box of glass and metal from the … Continue reading Adrift – Chapter 10

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Adrift – Chapter 9

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Part 1 A palpable sense of tension. Like positive and negative wires, every time Cole got within five steps of Haudrica, she would hasten her pace and put some distance between them again. And if he tried to get even closer, she would lash out, like a spark in a short-circuit. However, with every step … Continue reading Adrift – Chapter 9

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Adrift – Chapter 5

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“Would you please give me a hand with this?´´ – Tetlekar was trying to pry open the panels in his leg and failing.

Whatever alloy Tetlekar was made of, it seemed to become completely featherlight whenever it received electrical charges. When it didn’t however, it was heavier than basalt. He was having a very hard time moving his malfunctioning leg, but when Cole tried to help him push it, he couldn’t even budge it an inch.

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Adrift – Chapter 2

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“Whew, this will be enough.´´ – Setting down a small crate full of recovered screws, Cole looked upon the task he had set upon himself, and all he had gathered to fulfill it.

Neatly arranged upon a makeshift table made of some crates and a large sheet of metal, laid a wide selection of wrenches, screwdrivers, pliers, hammers, drill bits, hacksaws, bolt cutters and a couple of soldering irons. There was also an old drill and a rather rusty crowbar, along with a battered but still functional multimeter by the floor.

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