Platoon F: Pentalogy by Logsdon John P. & Young Christopher P

Author:Logsdon, John P. & Young, Christopher P. [Logsdon, John P.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Crimson Myth Press
Published: 2014-08-06T16:00:00+00:00

THE ARC

“It’s a shame about Ensign…erm…” Harr looked at the other officers.

“Ensign Patch, sir,” said Commander Sandoo.

“Patch?”

“Yes, sir. Ensign Dewey Patch.”

“Hmmm,” said Sandoo. “Sounds like another one of Parfait’s inventions.”

The two officers shrugged.

“Right, well, that’s a shame. Grizzly way to go. We should offer a vigil or something in remembrance.”

“Yes, sir.”

“And one more thing, let’s take the red-shirted outfits out of rotation effective immediately.”

“May I athk why, thir? I rather like the red thuit look.”

“They just seem to be housing a bit of bad luck.” He then paused for a moment in silent reflection. It was a shame that he hadn’t even known the ensign’s name. Finally, he shrugged and asked, “How far are we from the ARC?”

“Looks to be about twenty yards that way,” Sandoo said, pointing.

“Well, hopefully we don’t run into any more owls, or worse. We’re out of ensigns.”

“Yes, sir.”

They jogged the twenty yards down the path until they came to a dimly lit cave. Standing at the mouth of the cave was a humanoid-looking robot. It was hardly adorned at all. Simple metal casing, no discernible facial features other than rounded eyes that looked more like antiquated camera lenses.

Captain Harr moved up to it. “Hello?”

It slowly turned its head.

“Can you hear me?” said Harr.

“Yes,” replied a digital voice. “Why are you in the mountains? It is forbidden.”

“Oh, we’re not Merrymoonians.”

“You aren’t? Are you certain?”

“I’m 100% positive. Look how small we are.”

“You could be children.”

“True, but we’re not, so—”

“How can I believe you?”

“We’re Segnalians.”

“Ah,” said the robot, nodding slowly. “You have finally come to rescue me. I have been here for many years.”

“Sure, right, we’re here to rescue you.” Harr coughed. “Uh, listen, before we do that rescuing thing, though, we were wondering something. Are you the one they call Soenso?”

“I do not wish to be rescued. I am happy here.”

“Even better,” said Harr, smiling. “Still, though, are you Soenso?”

“That’s the name they gave me.”

“They?”

“The Merrymoonians.”

“Ah, right. That makes sense.” Harr paused. “Actually, no, it doesn’t make sense. Why did they call you that?”

“Because they misunderstood my original words,” Soenso responded.

“I see. How exactly did that happen?”

“Let me show you.”

Soenso turned around and walked to the side of the cave. Then a little light poured from his forehead and showed a video of his arrival those hundreds of years ago.

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