Micro by Crichton Michael && Preston Richard

Author:Crichton, Michael && Preston, Richard
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780062094735
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2011-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Near Station Bravo

29 October, 6:00 p.m.

The six surviving students picked a rise of higher ground at the base of a small tree. At this spot they wouldn't get flooded out if it rained during the night. The tree was an ohia, and it had gone into bloom, shining with red blossoms, which glowed in the evening light.

"We should make a palisade," Peter said.

They gathered dry twigs and stalks of dead grass. They split the twigs and grasses into long splinters, then jammed the splinters into the ground side by side. This formed a wall of sharpened stakes surrounding their campsite, with the points of the splinters facing outward. They left an opening in the palisade just wide enough for a human to slip through, with a barrier of stakes around the opening in a zigzag, to make the entrance hard to penetrate. They continued to work on strengthening the fort as long as there was any light to see by. They dragged dead leaves inside the palisade, and used the leaves to make a roof over their heads. The roof would give protection against rain, and would also conceal them from the sight of flying predators.

They spread leaves on the ground under the roof, too. The leaf-bed kept them up off the ground, which was a constantly squirming bustle of small worms. They cut the lightweight tent to make a flat tarp out of it, and they spread the tarp on top of the leaf-bed to keep the surface dry and make the bed a little more comfortable for sleeping.

They had made a fort.

Karen brought out her spray bottle. It was nearly empty—she'd used most of it during the fight with the ants. "It's got benzoquinone in it. If anything attacks us, there's a couple of shots left."

"I feel much safer now," Danny said sarcastically.

Rick Hutter took the harpoon and dipped the point in the jar of curare. He leaned the harpoon against the palisade, ready for action.

"We should stand watches," Peter reminded them. "We'll change shifts every two hours."

There was the question of whether to build a fire. If you were stranded in the wilderness at night in the normal world, you would build a fire to stay warm and drive off predators. The situation was different in the micro-world. Erika Moll summed it up: "Insects are attracted to light. If we have a fire, it could draw predators from hundreds of meters away. I suggest we do not use our headlamps, either."

It meant they would spend the night in total darkness.

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