The Creation: Gods And Man: (An Apocalyptic Thriller) (The Creation Series Book 3) by The Behrg

Author:The Behrg [Behrg, The]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-18T22:00:00+00:00

Verse VIII.

“Anaconda! Anaconda!”

It took Dugan far too long to explain to the natives that the tunnel they were traveling through was not the lair of some super-sized serpent. Though he failed to mention they were most likely moving through the insides of a giant carnivorous plant.

You say, “Tomato,” I say, “Feed me, Seymour.”

As far as plans went, Dugan knew this one was tenuous at best. Apparently Oso had given the all clear to Rojo, but Dugan couldn’t shake the feeling they were walking toward their own tombstones. The graves had already been dug.

Nature was evolution’s greatest success story, championing the destructive, the homicidal, the sanguinary, all in the name of self-preservation. The epitome of a sociopath, nature took with no regard to anyone or anything other than itself.

Survival at any cost. This was what nature demanded. And it was the mantra this god was using in its process of replication.

Fortunately those who were still here, who were meant to be trampled upon and buried beneath this new Creation, were equally familiar with the terms this god had set. Survival. At any cost. Perhaps that was what the Shaman wanted Dugan to understand.

To defeat a god you must become a god. Empty. Loving only one’s self.

Or securing only one’s own survival.

Once inside the underground plant, they organized themselves into three separate groups. Dugan took the lead, with Kendall assigned to the second group. Rojo insisted on bringing up the rear, making sure any stragglers kept up. While the natives had moved through the jungle with relative ease, they were panicked down here below ground.

Dugan attempted to ease the fears of his group — a mix of women and children, about fourteen natives in total — by speaking to them as they moved through the cave-like plant. He described their surroundings as just that — an underground cavern, similar to their former home. Despite his words, the natives moved cautiously, clinging to one another, and their hesitation certainly wasn’t helping the others Dugan traveled with.

Josue guided Father Shumway, the priest leaning heavily on the younger boy. They had been forced to abandon the cot they had carried him on, not wanting to be encumbered below. Remmy’s every movement looked pained, his breathing coming in labored strides. If it weren’t for the halted pace the natives had forced on the group, Dugan thought they might have left the priest behind.

Grey, too, had chosen to stay with Dugan’s party, after a quite vocal display when Dugan assigned him to travel with Kendall. The kid was almost a textbook example of PTSD, and Dugan wondered whether he’d continue drawing further into himself or if, at some point over the course of the next day or two, he might not just snap.

If they survived the next day or two, that was.

Against every law of nature, a stream of water passed overhead, not only flowing above them but moving upstream, at an incline. This time Dugan didn’t even question its beauty. Like the very ground they walked on, it was nothing short of horrific.

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