The first time I ever saw one was during my initial tour in the grinder, where even at night it was like a furnace, and when a hot breeze blew through the brush, I could smell them. When that first one moved into the moonlight where I could see it, I was scared. I had never been as scared about a...
The other side was dark, but when I adjusted my optical filters I could make out a heavy sheet of plastic with a slit in the middle hanging from the ceiling ahead. The flaps rippled gently as fog swirled around my ankles, carrying a smell that seemed vaguely familiar. I slipped through as the doo...
For me, the thing I couldn’t leave alone was the way Faye looked at me just before the panel slammed shut between us. I remembered the fire raging behind her when I took her by the arm. When she pushed me away, her hand was cold. The big revivor shoved me back, and when the panel started to close...