React 2100
Wednesday 12 hours 15.
Despite all these problems, despite the impending war, the city survived. Merchants spread out their vegetables in the street, the shops were trying to persuade the few guests not to worry, the lineup of restaurants and timid cards were served a lot of light meals. The terraces were like canteens or client enjoyed his plate as quickly as possible and without saying words paid and went away. No reservations and no expressions of joy seemed tolerable, as if the war influenced the minds and be entertained each state to maintain a dull and despicable.
Lisa manages to painfully remove Gaëlle his place of work. She went down on the ground floor and regained the street. His colleague was fond of a small Italian restaurant near their workplace. A little dark, smoky room at the edge of a street. About thirty tables, only ten were home fairly few clients affected by the tragedy. This murky story whirled in dreams, the spirit of destruction was spreading like wildfire through the depths of all beings. A blade planted in the center of the abdomen every minute that opened a wound very fragile strength and became increasingly painful. An evil asleep, but woke gently patiently the time of rebirth.
The little woman is preserved in all modesty. She even allowed to joke with the server, an angel in his words, the last of the bachelors living on earth. A large brown one meter ninety, quarantine and probably free of weapons. Two daisies and a liter of water gas, the usual order.
- Do not care, I do not show it but I'm terribly afraid.
Lisa did not show her age, she seemed much younger and young men often looked upon as a young girl cheerful woman of twenty years. But it does not, moreover, complained she had a passion for this adventure called human, its relations between men and women, and this condition managed her life as stimulating as well be mandatory. But even though his adventure is subjugated to that love quick, she knew to keep our feet on the ground and needed event-sexual phenomena in his little well-regulated life.
- You do not answer me? Gaëlle
since this morning, falling steadily into the depths of his conscience. She could see this whimsical vision fled to the bottom of herself and finally discover the perception that she had never known before, at the time his life was summed up with extreme materialization. An abstract painting and almost trivial reflected in his ego, a bizarre figure, shaped and spaced very far looming on the horizon, a space indelible and often accommodated in an order modifying the visual perception of the viewer. A sort of alternative theater in dreams and impregnated in a fictional memoir.
Madam took her time to respond. Because your vote does not disappear.
- I think everyone is affected!
- Pardon?
The young woman replied with sly, but in her heart she knew herself, a slump and needed even if it is contained and closed his eyes to the future, no way does provide for that which is taking shape either, nor in the countryside and not in the consciousness of everyone.
- You, me, us all. Evil comes from within.
- You're kidding! Just found
- t - it time to try to advance his hypothesis that an explosion was heard in the street. A rumor, firm and loud knock open asphalt. Shards of glass also came smashing against the glass trade and black smoke formed very rapidly in the vicinity of impact.
So this event put an end to their speeches. Somewhat shocked, the girls were eager to get up and approached the window. Out four cars were being driven in a huge pileup. One of them even took kindly fire and another lost its cooling water. Passersby helped a woman, her face bloodied, to extricate himself from his seat. The crowd around, was growing nicely, looks stunned and surprised, as if death was approaching. Dense smoke in some places, debris glasses spread everywhere and oil stains on the ground. Chaos almost unique because the street should in principle be borrowed by missiles traveling at reduced speed. Indescribable shock, a human tragedy that can be added to other unexpected events.
Wednesday 13 hours.
Only two hours had passed after his arrival in camp and Oliver received the confidence of his superiors. In a hall
cold, gray and wan, also used as a warehouse for ammunition and spare equipment, the captain found his camera. A Space Tunder rested near the back wall and aligned with a dozen others. The rocket, according to the flight plan, making his last mission three months ago, just a test ride, a gym, and one went back to the stratosphere, and nothing else. New one, went straight from the factory in Seattle. Several men waving around, employees know exactly what equipment and what weapons the gear needed. These workers quickly and efficiently, spent rocket rockets in order to make them usable as soon as possible, and in company in front of them, documents in hand, a more or less seasoned sergeant for this kind of work. A small man, apparently serious, concentrated on its roadmap.
- Your rocket is ready. The man bowed
Oliver. The rocket had two lasers, two guns, fourteen missiles and a nuclear warhead low blast. A true instrument of death. A beast to kill. A fuselage-shaped drop of water with, on his side, as plates whose material was close to a mixture of titanium, but as an elastic fibrous material such as fibrocartilage. Two powerful engines were taking them to two, two-thirds of the square, but more than enough interior space to a man. The pilot had a cockpit, albeit tiny, but also a room of about eight cubic meters and large enough to turn the local resident at ease during missions of long duration. Missions that may last several weeks as Oliver had formerly practiced in its class. Besides the bathroom, very tiny and inadequate anyway, still behind with a small airlock decompression leading directly to an opening on the roof of the unit. A passage generally used by men in places, in orbits where the aircraft was not fully depressurized. His
roadmap in hand, Oliver filed his business inside a cabinet for personal matters and a few minutes later he sat at the controls already. Its combination synthetic controlled electronically seriously shook hips. Its handle is approached him and the dashboard lit up like a fire glowing in the center of an enclosed and controlled. A vision appeared to him then, very cold and distant. The ceiling of the bunker was close the window of his cockpit and when an operator with his truck, came to tow the beast, neons marched to his view as if the man was lying on a hospital bed while a nurse the took her to operating room. An almost intoxicating to our dear Oliver, because he had forgotten to strength, the emotion, the departure time, time where the rocket would remain under its control, and in the middle of nowhere, somewhere in - Above the stratosphere, a situation which many people were looking for, this mastery of the sky above suspicion.
Later, the truck stopped in the middle of a room whose walls were not completely blackened gas reactors. A large oval space of about twenty feet long, completely enclosed and isolated which only authorized persons dared to venture. In addition, a black cloud of dust still unhealthy stagnant, stinking atmosphere, caused by the departure of the rocket before. The center had about thirty openings like that - it toward the sky, normally closed by high reinforced concrete door, but at this moment, the rocket took off relentlessly, at a rate of one every ten minutes. A basis in full swing and booming, and if a spectator had posted near the middle of wheat fields, he could see in the distance, every minute off a rocket and go straight toward the clouds, a show sober and calm under fire from noon. The sun in its zenith. An impressive sight.
- Ready for takeoff!
- Authorization to take off!
The center confirmed quickly. One felt in their actions, a desire to end all its machines. Maneuvers risky and dangerous, but certainly if spellbinding for military exercises sometimes wrong.
His monitor screen showed him when he could press the start button. Because of course, in these times, automation had gained the upper hand on the man in command and control. Manipulation of human gestures resided in agreements and permits, and even if he remained in manual mode, in space this option remained strongly discouraged by the hierarchy, because such devices, against all expectations, to fend for themselves, they took charge of attacking or defend, cons - attack and kill the enemy in battle, choose the best option to optimize their choices and managed the fuel and weapons. In this game the driver was only used for decision-making body, like a video game he chose his option by pressing the touch screen. Of view as daunting as the choice of withdrawing or attacking, avoid all risk taking or bumping into the heap, the boundaries often very boring compared to the usual situations.
Thirty seconds later Oliver was clutching in his seat and awkwardly tried to withstand the pressure. The paralyzed face he looked toward the sky, however, in fractions of seconds it went from blue to gray, clouds, thrust and black, this black long sought but poorly appreciated. Stars in the distance, and two fingers, the moon, clear and vivid, impressive.
- We leave to join the section in the night to protect us from the sun.
This damn bike spoke, she conversing with his mentor as if they had raised the cows together. She mastered the language of Shakespeare better than anyone, the army did not lésinée on means.
Wednesday 13 hours.
Sarrey quietly ended his meal with a coffee designed with fiber synthesis. His girlfriend had left him to find his early bath. In front, the sun seemed to bounce on the craters of the moon. Gleams clear and visible spasms gray, reflections marked, visible to the naked eye.
- Yes, talk! His phone rang
, General Sari bothered him.
- The cons - attack has just begun! States - U.S. deploys its military. Part
had visibly begun and despite the unpleasant sidekick, Sarrey suddenly felt better about yourself. He prepared this attack for years and his ultimate battle would finally take place. The world would finally recognize his talent and his address, his name would become as famous as Napoleon or Caesar. His stature and his past criticism stripped, its history, its life, spread like wildfire. An unhappy childhood dream.
In his presence, the thing vibrated, shook, she appeared to him as a bombast way. The atmosphere became impregnated with the smell and warmth enveloped paranormal being a strength and supernatural power. In the distance the fog drew closer, destroying everything in its path and leaving nothing but dust and desolation. Front, the face is kept and showed a tiny piece of his power. Its tentacles sizing up the space and environment, was testing his opponent, watched the enemy. Sarrey and prepared himself, his mind enraptured face of this force, the product of his quest was approaching and his efforts were soon rewarded.
Wednesday 13 hours 30.
The two women did not complete their meals properly. After the incident, they ate their pizza without flinching and without flinching. Lisa almost fell in a neurotic state wild, as if the accident had precipitated his destiny in a very long personal reflection. She tried to look in Jackie's eyes, ventured to smile, but this undoubtedly the overtaking.
At this time, even the smile faded from the server, they paid with and went quickly. In the streets, after the building, mine bystanders had changed. As if, by dint of anomalous features, their work fell into oblivion. A phobia, small and very personal, nicely wrapped around each be like a force, like tentacles of octopus clinging vigorously to prey still alive and moving. The wolf in sheep, causing frightening every beast and the poor.
They climbed the elevator, went back to their place of work, but obviously, and for all employees combined, the heart was gone. A secretary, eager to children, first asked the leader to leave the room early. The man, embarrassed, did not dare argue, prompting two other secretaries to follow the lead of the first. But when a salesman turned on the large TV room, where almost everyone stopped working. A gloomy silence settled into place. On the main chain of the city summoned a statement to residents to keep their calm and serenity. Several fires in warehouses came to be identified by the Fire Brigade at various locations throughout the city. The police attributed these acts to the vandals, but for the appalling blaze filmed by a helicopter above the industrial north, few people believed the hand of man responsible. The flames shot out of the warehouse, synthetic fabrics with a bang, a terrifying intensity, the images provoked vertigo. As
office windows looked out on the east, some people approached the tiles and tried to see the smoke. The twenty colleagues felt themselves suddenly assailed by a strange feeling from deep within themselves. As if their subconscious, inducing them to move, to take responsibility for their shots. The atmosphere does not fall in spades of course, but at this time of terror, many people wondered what they sincerely manufactured there, maybe instead of preparing to leave, possibly to flee, see return home and prepare their cases. Ideas for all, became confused, they are distorting awkwardly. As if for some as it was leaving, not now served more work for nothing because everything was crumbling around them. The fire took around, accidents and incidents multiplied respected no logical end of the world was approaching and the workmen were waiting near the time of the recorder.
At that moment that Lisa decided to arrange his affairs. Blood splattered on the street cools his emotion and his skin became as white sinister. Within hours the poor girl spent the eternal happiness to a sinister vested. Unavoidable illness in humans in it reappeared with a rapidity quite striking; anxiety. Stomach ache and fever, a disappointing result s'annonçons.
- I'm going!
- I noticed.
- I know! You've observed. I'll call you later.
Lisa and Jackie did not wait, stuck to his seat, unresponsive. Women joined the elevator and filament. The media were broadcasting the unthinkable and Jackie could not to understand. The world, indeed, collapsing. In addition, several men tried to call their bank to sell their holdings. They acted in concert to find out if this event coincided with a huge drop in the stock market. This war so quickly and unexpectedly froze all professional consciences about a sequel or a possible end. The notices were not sharply divided, few people thought that the fault came from the only distraction or interference from the enemy. But if the city could be the word enemy, the men tried to imagine where it stood right now, namely hidden behind the moon and preparing a second wave, this time it hits land. Not a pleasing prospect. Men endorsements, trying to live normally, while the sky was falling on their heads.
A little later, Jackie was alone in a world of man. Women preferred to go quickly and it seemed suddenly disturbed woman. In fact everyone had left, including the leaders. The only question that hung on his lips came down to one simple thing. The last employees were seeking to know what to do or go.
Wednesday 13 hours 30.
Tableware, more rectangular than oval or round, was filling up nicely actors can - be interpret their ultimate role. Generals Kost, Palatinate, Roberts, Epton and De Nemours took place or trying to stay there because every minute, for stakeholder interposed submit information or documents whatsoever, as a nebula never stopping, an ant whose central point was at the center of the table, just above the coffee maker which apparently nobody was interested in its contents.
Further screens showed images of checks out of order, confirmed the disaster. The battle had not yet begun a feeling of failure is already within the headquarters, as if the wrong frequency baffle system relentlessly. Announced an end, predefined by time and space.
Each general led a party of the army. Or bases, or groups of satellites, ships or groups, or groups or rockets. The grade of the General Kost gave to be the main director of events. Before him, a screen informing the new provisions and the different positions of the troops located around the earth. Plans for the cons - attack was nothing complicated, the military State - would come together behind the earth in the shade, a strategic position because at this moment the bulk of troops for an army stood behind the moon and the other army behind the earth. A moving point because the planets were moving in, and the - staff knew that before the end of the day, the two gray areas were to meet in this space between earth and moon, and all the speculation provided a final attack from the Martians. An appropriate choice or forced, the question does arise no. Even if the comparison was not like the situation looked a bit during the second world war when U.S. troops were preparing for landing in England, the scene of the attack was to happen to either Calais or Normandy, a period waiting and thinking. A term whose generals tired to be elucidated, because if all the experts knew more or less strategies prospects, the outcome does not necessarily coincide with a victory clearly and effectively.
The U.S. military is forced to send up rockets behind the earth to ensure a forceful rejoinder. The - staff felt at that moment more than fifteen thousand, the number of rockets and other Space Tunder. The Martian army, by recording a number a little lower. The U.S. strategy became, a little simpler, because the Martian army had the privilege of surprised. An attack in two time more effective, in just twenty four hours, for soon the outlines of North America would be exposed to the moon. So, to protect the surfaces were soon to be exposed to enemy tactics and all converged to a massive attack compulsory America. While the enemy was waiting and if the main concern of the state - Staff is simplified at this point to the fact that surely the enemy would also attack since the troops were not getting caught stupidly behind the moon and land on more plausible for this battle then stood on a shadow line between the earth and the moon. A little tiny area just - over the heads of Americans. A single battle whose outcome could bring themselves to failure as a victory anywhere. The statistics do not confirm anything conclusive and there was still a blur. Everyone expected a first wave of missiles and a second wave of rockets. The result could range from completely. Total victory or failure. But one certainty is perceived in the calculations, if a victory for America provided it is not simplified to an unconditional surrender from the enemy but to total destruction. A fact. Martian feared power but resigned, men in their cockpits, waiting this state of grace, the final battle.
- The line in ten seconds!
operator intervened in a general discussion. Chairman, deep in his seat, patients without nothing. It was soon to cross the line. His impression was still gloomy, like the military, its morale was stagnating at a very low level. Facing the general calmed, sat down properly and just before the call, General Kost intervened modestly.
- We are ready and they know it. A voice interrupted
indifferent to the small top - speaker on the table. The Chinese president spoke fluent English.
- Mr. President, you start an offensive cons. Even if we were exposed they did not attack. May - be had - they have a score to settle with you. Political interference
Martian directly implicating the State - States. His government away from this barren land at the expense of other more favorable settlements and abundant. The political precariousness of the country and its young age, gave reason to the new charismatic leaders and opportunists. A choice puny and useless. A foul is paying cache a few decades later as major crash in the firmament of a mandatory recognition.
Chinese President knew the story by heart. He liked America qualified for these errors and freedoms restricted.
- You expect us to follow?
President had to be clear and direct. Silence sounds, giving a moment of madness to the interlocutors the impression to be at light years apart. Such a phone conversation from one planet to another.
- From the first wave! Our support will be critical!
In the sky, the sunset was spread along the coasts of the Atlantic. The starting point of the great battle. Throughout the battalion commanders sounded the death knell. Suddenly the population and the military took fright, retransmission media stood in allene, filming departures meticulously. No delay disruptive party.
Wednesday 13 hours 45.
panic in the streets became apparent nicely. The media had just announced a probable cons - and attack the population was aware of its close geographical position towards conflict. U.S. defense could issue weaknesses and relapsed could be terrible. But the populace did not know really how to behave; hole up did not help much and not escape seemed impossible. Besides the main airports had to close their doors to the public, runs quickly searched by the Air Force. A dream hope success for most people in these very special because now suddenly became very serious and important for the future of the whole nation was soon to play close to the crust. A perfect symbol for the patriots and the Tories face the eternal reformers, always inconsistent and unrealistic. Jackie had just
poster in the window. In the distance several lights never appeared to burn out and smoke blackened the sky climbed to infinity. A terrible vision, a regime of terror appropriated everything that could burn. The totalitarian terror fears became reality and the people deal with this possibility is gently transformed into a real paranoia. A disorder caused by the terrible stories told in history books from high school. His doubts were mixed with fear of a tyrannical and despotic order as people could imagine in connection with terrifying stories about the fascist and communist eras of the twentieth century. This chaos and dreaded this famous World War III is modeled as expected at this point in a powerful form and seemed indestructible. A stabilizing force infallible free and democratic nations, their armies attacking and challenging the masses to push their limits to psychological and physical. History repeating itself constantly and endlessly. An event so special, that can change easily for a very corrupt and produce for many people, memories and indelible pain.
In front of these fires and incidents, Jackie seemed to feel nothing, or rather all complaints grabbing all the calamities permeated, enveloped and disappeared directly. As if anything, this spirit events will not affect it, as if she controls her destiny as Madame, housewife, wife of soldier, employee business, suddenly became indestructible and impervious to all subjects except standards. His master, his calm, led to indulgence, respect. A metamorphosis was developing in his person, faced with these incidents, a woman appeared in her new, firmer and stronger. A new being with the power and control, different, ruthless and very sure of his actions and deeds.
Jackie felt at the time this force, this power. She became suddenly being which nothing could affect him, determined to dominate his subject, fears and anxieties. A force overpowered the embittered and she began to gently feel things differently. His overall vision of the world was becoming clearer and clearer. Deep within itself, a soul appeared, and a strong will shown by a sixth sense surpassing all other senses. Enormous power enabling it to manage stress and its measurement. Approach problems more distinct and easier, as if at that moment this woman was feeling the spasms and vibrations, distortions of time and space, movement and uneven tiny shock waves. This new being appropriated suddenly the world a very different way than before. The solid, liquid and gaseous converged into one theory applies to everything. Extraordinary simplification was born in the depths of his soul and his heart. This little woman, usually calm and easy, enjoying an average culture, intelligence and a seemly normal physical, morphed nicely into a power extraordinarily abundant and almost supernatural.
Daniel Gindraux, 2006, Réact2100, 34 hours.
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