He felt it deep within the pit of his stomach. That old familiar burn. The fire that traveled up his spine and gathered in the back of his neck. It told him that it was time to go.
The colossal bird-like creature that darted so gracefully while pressed upon the horizon had let out its death cry. It was evident that soon their time would be up.
Like a song the Mercedes had come alive with help of the spare battery. Domingo saddled himself up in the passenger seat and slammed the vault of the cars cabin shut with a sublime intent. He was ready to charge the gate if necessary. He buckled himself in with a click.
”We’ll charge the gate if necessary. This will at least get us to the lights there. We can figure out a plan when we get there.”
Dom was cool as could be. Octavius was watching over his shoulder. Distracted for the moment. He stuttered. We- we- better figure out one quick because THAT THING is headed right towards us!!
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