Scorched Earth: A Future History of Planet EarthPetrovic, Walter D.
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Scorched Earth: A Future History of Planet Earth
Petrovic, Walter D.
Science fiction
They were fortunate to find a resting place not too much further into
the woods. It was an outcropping of rock that was fairly high and
there was a recess in the rock, some ways up. Over the recess there
was an over-hanging piece of rock, which would be a nice guard against
the condensing moisture that was beginning to fall now.
Boyce set his weapon on laser and blasted holes into the rock, to make
the climb up to the recess easier for them.
The recess was large enough for only one person so when they climbed up
to it they carved out a much larger hole. It was smooth and warm in
the shelter that they made. The cutting edge of the lasers warmed the
surrounding rock while they melted a strong smooth surface on the
ceiling and walls.
It was another night spent in trading watch by each man, keeping guard
from the ferocious animals that stalked their prey at night.
They were high enough up the rock, though, to be safe from most
animals, so they hoped. They remembered the size of the rabbit and the
hornets, and they couldn't really presume safety even that far up.
What made the watch worse for the two men was the utter lack of light
that prevented them from seeing anything, including their own hands in
front of their faces.
They used their electric lights only when they heard noises that were
nearby, but they never saw anything.
Throughout the entire first day in the forest, Lloyd and Boyce barely
said anything to each other, or even stopped anywhere to eat or to
drink. The evening was quiet, too; the only things said between them
happened when they relieved one another from their watch periods.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The forest began to take on a lightness and Boyce knew that it had to
be morning. He had stayed on his watch longer, letting Lloyd sleep
because he knew that Lloyd needed more rest, being thirty-nine years
old. Boyce didn't mind sacrificing his sleep to let him rest longer.
God knew how much Lloyd had sacrificed in his own life to fulfil his
promise to Brook and Dearborne.
When Lloyd woke up he asked Boyce why he didn't wake him for his second
watch period. Boyce answered that he had just lost track of time.
Lloyd knew that Boyce didn't tell him the truth, but the topic wasn't
pursued any further because he was grateful for the few extra hours of
rest.
They finally spoke for a while as they ate their first meal in the
forest.
"I don't like this place!" admitted Boyce.
"We'll have to tolerate it. We still have a day's walk ahead of us."
Lloyd said to him and took a bite of meat, then continued. " -- If
we're lucky!"
The woods were noisy, continuing from the night, but the men now felt
safer because they could, at least, see much of what was around them.
Growls were heard all about them, and birds screamed and fluttered
around. One huge bird flew past their line of sight, soaring silently,
then with a loud screech, quickly rose into the clouded tree tops.
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