Scavengers: Dark Dreams by Allan J. Stark

Scavengers: Dark Dreams by Allan J. Stark

Author:Allan J. Stark [Stark, Allan J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 6

Again, Nea flew through the darkness for a long time and crossed rooms and wide halls. No sunbeam brightened the blackness again. The darkness became more and more dense, and to the same extent Nea’s courage began to wane. Anxiety touched her heart, pressed on her chest, until her breathing became heavy. Strange, mournful thoughts troubled her. Nea often interrupted her flight and stared into the void with melancholy. It felt as if the walls were approaching to encircle and bury her alive. At the same time, she became sleepy. It took a lot of effort to lift her heavy eyelids. She just wanted to sleep. Just for a few minutes.

A song, Nea suddenly thought. You have to sing a song. That had been Sam Blumfeldt’s advice. Her boss on the port world Sculpa Trax, who had begun to train her to become a scout. A song can work wonders when you get tired, he said. It can drive out fears and focus your senses on something else, instead of fear. Sleeping Beauty did not sleep, Nea remembered from an old nursery rhyme that her grandfather had once sung to her.

Could it not be something else, she asked herself. Something more up to date? Yes, she knew a text. A song that Sam had always sung when they were working together. With this she began to hum the simple melody and then quietly sing the text. It was something about a lucky star. It should keep her forever. A lead and a companion. A talisman.

“I am in your spell,” Nea whispered. “Since I found you.” She continued to sing, and strangely enough, her nerves calmed down. The fear passed, the invisible grip around her chest lost its force. Now she was far away from panic. Nea’s mind become lighter and she could think again clearly. A little accompanying music would not be bad, she thought, lighting the rocket backpack.

A deafening roar filled the air as she raced up the shaft. The spotlight on her helmet did not have the power to penetrate the night ahead, but Nea did not worry about it, almost blindly shooting herself into the unknown. She had excellent responsiveness and her adrenaline was pumping. Her fatigue faded. Like a nimble fish in a nocturnal, icy stream, Nea flew away. The wind blew coldly over her face, until she suddenly came back to her senses.

What’s the matter with me, she wondered. At first I am saddened to death, then a little song is enough to get me into the best mood ever. Nea felt like a spring which had been squeezed and then suddenly released. “What’s wrong with me?”, Nea asked herself. “Am I just losing my mind?”

She turned off the jetdrive, made a complete turn, and once again fired the rockets. A brief glowing flurry of fire flared up, powerful enough to make an abrupt stop. This maneuver quickly deprived her of consciousness. Then she became sick.

“Damn!” She gasped, angry. “I’m about to kill myself.”

For a long time she hung motionless in the air.



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