The Colony Book 2: Revolution by Tomas J

Author:Tomas, J. [Tomas, J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Queerteen Press
Published: 2013-10-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

If I had thought Sinda would be sad to see us go, I was sorely mistaken. She walked with us to the platform with the turnstile, where we had first entered the subway over a week before, but she stopped beneath the last lit light. Ahead, the tunnel yawned before us, darker than the darkest night. It was a blackness so complete, I felt as if I had gone blind as I stared into it.

“Well, this is it,” Sinda said, sounding almost cheerful. “I hope for your sakes they don’t kill you when they find you.”

Kyer groused, “You’re supportive.”

“I’m realistic,” Sinda replied. “The smartest thing you did was give me what’s left of your food.”

“We won’t be needing it,” I reminded her.

“Not when you’re dead,” she said.

Kyer wore his haversack across his chest, and I reached inside for one of the shake lights. I figured we’d just use one—we should both be able to see by it—and keep the second as backup or a reserve. As I extracted it from his bag, I gave Kyer a tight grin. “Well, here goes.”

He leaned over and pressed his lips to mine in a tender kiss. “Love you,” he murmured.

“And I you,” I told him, keeping my voice low. “I’m doing this for us, you know that.”

He nodded. “I know.”

“And if it doesn’t work out,” I continued, “if we can’t change things, then we’ll leave again, this time for good. I’m not going to stay if it means I can’t have you.”

He kissed me again. I turned to say a few final words to Sinda—goodbye, perhaps, or keep in touch, though I didn’t expect her to bother. Sure enough, she was already gone. The platform was empty behind us—I didn’t even see her walking back the way we had come, which meant she must have jumped over the turnstile and left us behind for good. I was sort of miffed, and not a little bit hurt, but I also realized she wasn’t the type to linger or cry when parting.

I faced Kyer, who hefted his haversack firmly into place. “Ready?” he asked.

I nodded. “Let’s go.”

* * * *

The darkness seemed almost palpable, and when we stepped into the tunnel, I could have sworn I felt the inky black press against us, almost like fog. It felt heavy, and damp, and the thin beam of illumination from our shake light did little to push it back. I held the light out at arm’s length in front of me, keeping it trained low so I could watch the platform we were walking on and make sure we didn’t stumble or trip over anything in our path. The way was narrow, and Kyer walked so close behind me, I sometimes felt the toes of his shoe brush against my heel. Both his hands rested on my waist, and every now and then, his fingers fisted in my tunic as if trying to pull me closer.

“I don’t like this,” he muttered.

I admitted, “Neither do I.”

After about half an hour, I glanced back.

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