Rationality Zero by Guillen JM

Author:Guillen, JM
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Irrational Worlds
Published: 2015-02-12T16:00:00+00:00

13

Wyatt, of course, had the heaviest load. The heat was oppressive, and he was being true to form.

I'm just saying those fancy swords don't look as heavy as the tangler.

Sixty-five pounds isn't that much. I gave him a sideways grin. Doesn't the Artisan packet give you the strength to carry that thing?

It's thirty-eight Celsius in the shade. Wyatt spat.

Forty. Anya looked at him. If you are having difficulty, Wyatt, I have the appropriate injectables—

Yes, Wyatt. I smiled. Let her shoot you up, and then you might be strong enough to carry your equipment.

You can go to hell.

We had been on the move for over an hour. After we had hit the snare, we decided it was best to stay away from marked roads. Between the events of the airport and the trap along the road, it was obvious.

They knew we were coming.

Anya was fascinated at the thought. Topiatic disturbances at this level have never been recorded in the Facility systems. They are precision events. It is interesting to consider how long it must have taken to prepare them.

It was a thought I had as well. It's more interesting, for me, to question how a cell of Irrats would know about us in the first place. The amount of planning here seems staggering.

Wyatt shifted the tangler on his back. I've never encountered ‘rats that expected I was coming.

This is more than expectation. I ground my teeth. There's something out here, something well hidden. Whoever is responsible has bound small topias in our way. They've left pocket dimensions as traps. I gave Anya a look. Has our updated report been received by Facility 17?

The packet was marked received twenty-seven minutes ago. It is still in process.

Figures. Wyatt was transitioning from faux-surly to actually surly. System time shows we've been walking for almost forty-five minutes. I'm glad we aren't under fire. Or, you know, baking alive in the closest thing to hell Earth has to offer.

At current rate of travel, we will be on site in less than an hour. Anya patched us a small red marker overlaying our site. If required, we can use viral mecha to assist in hydration and stamina augmentation.

I'll tell you what I requir— Wyatt's link was cut off in transmission.

Good afternoon, Assets. The cool sensation that always came with the Designate washed soothingly through our minds. I would like to apprise you on alterations to the dossier, given the intelligence that you have gathered.

Wyatt gave me a look. He mouthed, “About time.”

I grinned wryly.

Perceptor Petrova is correct in the assertion that these are, in fact topiatic disturbances. It would seem that a trigger of unknown composition specifically targets Facility neuralware and viral mecha. Currently, we are analyzing all available data to determine if there is a method of detecting the triggers.

Wyatt's link was more than a touch sarcastic. Which in the meantime, means we're completely in the wind on this. He kicked at a stone as we walked.

Correct. The best method for combating this particular phenomenon is as of yet unknown to us.

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