(eng) P. T. Hylton - Deadlock 1-3 by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE: THE PRICE

1. Sanctuary

Sophie watched the Larva as it gathered itself into a tiny ball and prepared to launch into the air.

“On its lower left side,” she said. “Do you see it?”

Logan gritted her teeth. “Where? Be more specific. What am I looking for?”

“It’s a little bump. You don’t see that?”

Logan glared at her. “If I saw it, you think I would have asked the question? The thing’s covered with hair. How am I supposed to see a bump?”

“Fair point. Okay, you see that spot with slightly less hair?”

Logan squinted at the creature. “I really don’t.”

The thing began to quiver.

Sophie stepped toward it, her knife extended.

“Come on!” Logan yelled, but by that point, Sophie’s knife was already buried to the hilt in the Larva.

Sophie flicked the resulting sludge off her knife and looked back at Logan. The woman was beyond frustrated.

“You said you wouldn’t do that again!” Logan bellowed.

“It was about to leap at you. What was I supposed to do?”

“Maybe let me learn the hard way.”

They were entering their third hour of this. In that time, Sophie had killed a dozen of the Larvae while trying to show Logan their weak spot. The plan was for Sophie to teach Logan and then for Logan to teach the rest of Sanctuary, but the plan wasn’t playing out too well so far. Maybe if she could have pointed out the spot on a dead or immobile Larva, it would have been easier. But the way the things melted when killed wasn’t conducive to a proper learning environment. Whenever Sophie got near a live one, it pounced at her and she was forced to put it down.

“It’s not your fault,” Logan said. “Sorry I snapped. Let’s find the next one.”

They were walking one of the thinner, less well-kept trails and it was the middle of the day, so the Larvae were plentiful. Between the events of the last few days, switching day shift to night shift and back again, and the stress of trying to teach Logan, Sophie was exhausted. But from what she knew of Logan, the woman wouldn’t agree to stop until she’d mastered the strange art of Larva killing.

As they walked, Logan said, “You been to see Carver yet?”

Sophie shook her head. “Not yet. I wasn’t sure if he’d want to see me.”

“Good call. He’s a little torn up right now. Send him a note and then wait a day or two before you go.”

That wasn’t the advice Sophie had expected, but she was quickly learning she never knew what to expect with Logan. Even though the hazing was only a week ago, Sophie found herself starting to like the woman. Given time, they might become good friends.

Frasier had removed Carver’s arm that morning. An amputation was a terrible thing in the best of circumstances; Sophie couldn’t imagine how horrible it must have been in this under-equipped location. Apparently, all talking about the past aside, Frasier was a man who knew his way around traumatic injuries. Carver was expected to pull through.

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