Return To Primordial Island by Rick Poldark

Author:Rick Poldark [Poldark, Rick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2020-10-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

After walking much of the night, Collins, Nielsen, Peter, Tracey, and Marcy encountered the outer perimeter guard at base camp. “Chief, is that you?” asked one of the guards.

“Yeah. We’re back.”

“Where’re the Jeeps and the truck?”

“It’s a long story.” Collins checked his watch. “It doesn’t make sense.”

Nielsen looked at his watch. “Mine’s been acting screwy, too. Time seems to have passed at rather uneven intervals. I couldn’t even tell you how long we’ve been walking.”

“It’s the island,” said Peter. “Time, the way we measure it, is different here.”

“My feet are killing me,” said Marcy, shoulders slumped and eyelids heavy.

“Do you want me to get a Humvee to take you back?” asked the guard.

Collins looked at Tracey and Marcy, who both looked exhausted. “Yeah, that sounds good.”

The guard got on his radio, and a Humvee was there within minutes. The driver stopped right in front of the group.

“Are we all going to fit?” asked Marcy.

Collins shook his head. “You go ahead. I’ll debrief the perimeter guard and head back on foot.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Nielsen hopped into the front passenger seat. Peter, Tracey, and Marcy all got into the back.

Peter scanned the grounds as they drove through, trying to ascertain Poseidon Tech’s true purpose. However, the ride back passed quickly, and Peter hadn’t gleaned any new information. When they reached the center of base camp, everyone got out.

“I’m going straight to bed,” declared Marcy. She placed a hand on Tracey’s shoulder. “Good night.”

“I think that’s a good idea,” said Nielsen. “We need our rest. We have a lot to figure out tomorrow.”

Marcy was gone before he could finish his sentence.

Peter and Tracey headed back to the tents. They saw Marcy disappear into hers, and Nielsen walked over to the main tent. Peter supposed Nielsen wanted to oversee whatever was currently happening. “Where are we going?”

“To my tent,” said Tracey.

Peter did a double take. It hadn’t occurred to him until this very minute that he wasn’t a part of this expedition, and as such didn’t have an assigned tent. “I-I…Nielsen can give me a tent…”

However, his stammering was cut short as Tracey pulled him into her tent by the front of his shirt. Kneeling on the ground, she pulled him down to his knees and close. He felt her hot breath in his face.

“We have to be very quiet,” she whispered.

“Wh-why? What’s going to happen?” squeaked Peter.

She shushed him, stuck her head back outside of the tent, and popped it back inside. “Okay, we’re alone.”

Peter’s palms became sweaty, and his heart was beating out of his chest. Was this it? Was this really happening? “Tracey, I had no idea…you felt this way.”

She looked at him cockeyed. “What do you mean…? Oh, no. I-I don’t…”

Peter’s face flushed hot with embarrassment. “Oh, no. I’m sorry. I mean…that’s not what I meant.”

She arched an eyebrow. “That’s exactly what you meant. You thought I brought you here for…”

Peter shook his head emphatically. “No. Absolutely not. Why would you want to do…that with me?”

Now Tracey’s face turned red.

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