Wednesday, October 03, 2007

first strike

CRACK!

She just stood there for a moment, her eyes fixed on the wall behind the other people in the room.

A moment later her lifeless body slumped onto the desk; the back of her head now an odd mix of red and gray.

The echo of the shot, the unmistakable sound of a sniper rifle, was soon drowned out by the blare of alarms.

Spotlights lit off all over the compound as people started running around in a vain attempt to find the assassin.

In all the confusion, no one saw the western horizon turn a bright yellow. That is, until the man-made thunder reached them.

The western sky was suddenly full of smoke trails seemingly reaching for the stars - until a certain point. Steel rain was coming.

***
A desolate and blackened landscape greeted the morning sun.

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