Monstrocity by Thomas Jeffrey

Author:Thomas, Jeffrey [Thomas, Jeffrey]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Anarchy Books
Published: 2011-08-03T16:00:00+00:00

PART FOUR: UGGHIUTU

FOR MY EXCURSIONS I wear my black overcoat because it could be cold down there, though I hate to get it dirty where it’s new. But it helps to hide my shotgun, which is slung over my shoulder on its strap; I can just swing it up into position from under the coat if need be. I have a box of shells in one pocket. In another, various maps of Punktown’s subway network printed out from the official Paxton Transit Authority net site.

I have a new, powerful flashlight. Today I have a can of black spray paint instead of lip balm. I considered acquiring a hard hat so as to masquerade as a maintenance worker, but didn’t know where to get one. After yesterday I really don’t want any more trouble with the forcers, even though they dismissed me as harmless then. Don’t want to push my luck...but I still feel compelled to know if there is any significance to the fact that when the great earthquake hit Punktown twenty-one years ago, the Church of the Burning Eye was at its precise epicenter, and sank into the man-made caverns below the city. It’s a kind of insistent calling I’m hearing in my head or in my guts, and I’ve learned to listen closely to that sort of thing these days.

Under my black coat I wear a white T-shirt on which I spray painted a symbol last night. The symbol is a stylized eye inside a star, with a pupil that wavers like flame at its center. It can’t hurt. It might even protect me. Though a lot of good it did the Church of the Burning Eye.

Another net site I viewed, this one created by a group of self-avowed “urban explorers”, mentioned that the church was “remarkably intact...(existing) almost in its entirety” when they encountered it themselves several years ago, in one of the sections of the subway system that were sealed off and have remained disused since the quake. There was a murky, distant photo of it, which made it look like it lay at the bottom of the ocean, but the authors/explorers claimed to have been chased off by a “big white crab thing” which they assumed must have been a renegade robot. After the Union War, a group of rebellious automaton laborers took shelter in the abandoned subway and sewerage tunnels beneath the city, where they now have manufactured more of themselves, sneaking above-ground occasionally to steal or purchase supplies with money earned from various criminal activities (the Nuts gang, all robots, is one of the most dangerous and legendary in town). But the explorers did note that this was not one of the areas normally associated with the robots, and that they encountered no others.

My maps indicate that the closest I can get to this sealed off area is via the Green Line, the closest Green Line station being the Sumner Bridge Terminal. I pick up a tube near my apartment building to enter the first leg of my journey.

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