Deadly Dream by Gray Lanter

Author:Gray Lanter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: To the Stars and Back, Colin F. Barnes, Fringe Series, Rachel Aukes, Felix R. Savage, Austin Rogers, the survivors, Jason Letts, Nate Johnson, Jay Allan, Isaac Hooke, drew avera, THE ALORIAN WARS, M. D. Cooper, The Silver Ships, S. H. Jucha
Publisher: BlueShelfBooktore
Published: 2017-03-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

They sprang the doors one minute ahead of schedule. All the Raiders had their rifles ready. We prepared to blast anything that might be beyond the thick bronze.

But instead of hungry animals or hostile aliens, we walked into a thick London fog.

Heavy, gray clouds rolled over us. The previous chamber had been bright, as if a midday sun shone. A darkness, instead, gripped this chamber. Wet atmosphere. A slight wind blew the heavy gray clouds around. No sounds except for the distant croak of what might have been a frog. We could see about five feet in front of us. No more.

“This is definitely not a day at the beach,” Astrid said.

“Just as well. We didn’t bring our bathing suits,” I said.

The fog surrounded us. Thicker than fogs on Earth. It offered some resistance as we walked into it.

“Tek, analysis. Is this fog just fog?”

Not a stupid question. There are three planets we know of where clouds are lethal to sentient life. Scientists have never solved the mystery of them, but the best theory is the separate clouds are actually one entity, connected and somehow mentally tied in with one another. Stay too long on the planet and they are toxic.

“Fog seems to be just fog, sir. Thicker than on Earth but with no poisonous elements.”

I wiped the water off my face.

“This seems to be flat land, sir, for at least five miles. The fog is causing static in our scanners. But I see nothing moving here. No animals. No aliens. Nothing humanoid. Nothing in the air.”

“OK, let’s see if we can have a nice if wet relaxing walk to the next chamber,” I said.

I bent down and touched the ground. But it wasn’t dirt or grass. Solid. Material like cement. I pushed against it, but it was firm. Our new London was paved over.

“OK, let’s proceed with caution,” I said.

As we walked, I noticed there was a sticky quality to the fog. It stayed on our uniforms, at least for a while. Pieces of it would hang onto our sleeves and pants. I reached to my jaw and pulled away a three-inch piece of gray. Fingers might slide through the fog one minute. The next minute the fog coalesced and became semi-solid. Then the gray would dissipate again.

Our skin and suits became wetter and wetter. Annoying, but not menacing. I wiped my hands on my uniform, trying to dry them. But the uniform was wetter than my hands.

The one plus was we didn’t have to worry about bumping into trees. As Tek said, we walked over flat land. We saw no creatures of any kind, large or small. No shrieks or cries from large animals with too many teeth. I grabbed a towel from my suit – our uniforms have a potpourri of objects – and wiped my face. I halted the column while I put on gloves to keep the hands warm. Several other Raiders did the same.

Although this London was paved, we walked into a patch of mud.

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