The Paths Between Worlds by Paul Antony Jones

The Paths Between Worlds by Paul Antony Jones

Author:Paul Antony Jones [Jones, Paul Antony]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2019-03-18T22:00:00+00:00


Thirteen

The early-morning sun provided little warmth, despite the sky remaining clear overnight. I exhaled pale billowy clouds as I got to my feet and stretched. Around me, the camp was gradually coming to life, gravitating one by one to the campfire. The night had been cool, but not terribly uncomfortable, and we all seemed extraordinarily refreshed despite the stress of the previous day. I thought about the sudden rush of energy I’d experienced during the aurora. I’d felt so energized, so invigorated; like I’d taken a two-week vacation. That initial surge and feeling of well-being had gradually faded, but still, this morning I felt far better than I should have after a night spent on the ground with nothing but a bed of leaves as a mattress. I should have aches in my muscles and pain in my joints, but I felt… great, especially so after Chou’s miraculous recovery.

I walked to the fire, drawn by its warm currents. Chou was up and had already captured everyone’s attention. Albert sat nearby. As I drew closer, I caught the tail-end of a question Chou was posing Edward.

“—the axes, saws, hammers and nails I see you and your people using; where did they come from?” she asked.

Edward took a handful of berries of assorted color from a bowl, his lips stained the same colors as the berries. He swallowed and said, “We found some of them washed up on the beach next to a broken wooden crate. And others came with our people, like Peter and his ax.”

“I saw things falling from the sky while I was in the water,” I said as I got closer, remembering those first few minutes after arrival. “Apart from people, I mean. There were parts of the bridge I was on when I…” I let my words fade away, not willing to share the manner in which I’d left Earth behind so openly. “Anyway, it was as though whatever process the Voice used to bring us here, couldn’t bring just us here. It brought things that were around us, too.”

“Yes,” said Evelyn, “I saw that, too.”

Others nodded in agreement.

“Do you think the crate washed ashore or do you think it was placed there?” said Chou.

Edward shook his head. “Hard to tell for sure,” he said. “It was just sitting there. We snagged everything from it.”

“Might have come from a wreck or maybe it was the contents of an airplane or something,” I said.

Bull said, “Perhaps it would be wise for us to organize search parties to explore the coast, perchance there are more such crates or loot waiting for us to find. Better we locate them before anyone else does.”

Edward nodded. “That’s a fine idea, Doctor. We’ll organize a couple of groups soon as we’re done here.” Edward held his words for a moment or two, then said, “And you bring up something that’s been weighing on my mind: there have to be other people somewhere out there. I, for one, saw at least a hundred or more in the water upon my arrival and only a few of those faces are sitting here with us.



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