The Sixth Extinction: An Apocalyptic Tale of Survival. (Part Three: Infested.) by Johnson Glen

The Sixth Extinction: An Apocalyptic Tale of Survival. (Part Three: Infested.) by Johnson Glen

Author:Johnson, Glen [Johnson, Glen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-05-17T07:00:00+00:00


10

Doctor Lazaro

6,000 Feet over Dartmoor

1:27 PM GMT

Melanie was confused. The woman said no more and had returned to simply sitting, waiting to arrive at their destination.

The phrase, Adam and Eve sounded ominous. Whenever a biblical reference was given to something, it always took on a completely different meaning. To Melanie, the words invoked something new – a new beginning. With everything, that was happening throughout the world it sounded out of place and surreal, almost menacing.

After a few minutes, she removed her gasmask. She felt stupid wearing it – it felt wrong sat wearing one when everyone else looked so normal. She placed it on her wet lap. Rainwater gathered around her trainers.

Melanie looked around. These people seemed prepared for something. This was no thrown together group this was organized. They all looked content, not scared, and confused. These people knew exactly what was happening and where they were going and why; and that scared Melanie even more than if they were all crying and scared senseless.

Melanie had no idea how long a helicopter flight would take from Newton Abbot to Dartmoor. She knew the Moors were a vast four hundred square mile national park. She also knew that the Ministry of Defence owned large sections of the land, using it as training grounds for soldiers and weapons.

Living in Exeter, she had been to Dartmoor on numerous occasions. The scenery was beautiful, rolling hills, rambling brooks, and waterfalls, vast tracks of woodland and spidery ferns, and massive outcrops of rocks on the peaks, pushed up by violent upheavals millions of years past.

She went many times as a child during wintertime to play in the snow. The snow was only ever a dirty sprinkling in Exeter, but on the moors in was deep and pure white. Thousands invaded the moorland when it snowed. Parents stood in thick jackets watching their kids play on sledges. The sides of roads and car parks were wedged tight with vehicles.

In the summer months, climbers converged on the large rocky outcrops, and the rolling scenic hills attracted walkers of all ages. The moors were a welcome break from the overcrowded cities and towns; a place people could go to unwind and relax.

Melanie had many happy memories of the moors. Just two weeks before all the madness started; she had gone on a long drive over the moors just to relax and clear her mind. She parked in an area called Badgers Holt and walked down the riverbank. She had a picnic in the car, because it was too cold to eat outside.

Melanie stared at the blurry grey clouds out the small window. Rain pelted against the hull.

So much has changed since that day. So many have died and were dying. The world would never be the same again.

Melanie realized something had changed. The helicopter had slowed down. It was no longer heading forward, but downward.

They had reached Dartmoor Prison, England’s largest top-secret military base.



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