When escaping you don't look where,
many seconds are wasted doing so.
Rincewind
Stone, stone, glass, earth... Flat! Now yes, let's run. I feel the burning wind in my hair, I don't sweat, I can't. I ran out of water because I was in the ceremony with my progenitor (Fuck don't remember him!), I walked aimlessly, out of habit, to where I was digging, there I picked up some pieces of food that we hide in case we are attacked in the village (not many because the girls need to eat); I went down towards the forbidden areas, it's safer here, I told myself and for a while it was, I could admire huge constructions without sense. There is a lot of rubble and it is certain that I would find many treasures digging, if only the girls would lift this beam... You don't work with that anymore! You are dead and so are they! First night out and I feel the loneliness, no moans, gasps, the occasional muffled scream from some girl who had the misfortune of having a very large or disrespectful partner, but there are many noises, scratches guide me and although I have no meat tonight I do have a varied assortment of insects, they are crunchy and regain a little moisture on my lips. I toss and turn a lot to sleep, remembering my community, my people, mom being a hunter, the day she couldn't have any more children, the day we ate her.
About two hours before dawn I am startled by a whine, they are talking, it is the language of the hunters, I keep what I have left of food in my hair and roll my knife in attack position, with the edge pointing down, this is not a joke, there is a prey and it is me.... The enlightened one can go and eat iron! Sure they are your pets, I knew there were dangers in the desert but these beasts are more than anyone can face, from time to time one or two escape and we require the strength of everyone to stop them (there is not everyone, only you), so I better run because they do not understand reason, there is no truce, their only function is to kill, eat and fuck in whatever order they come up with.
The distance I lead them decreases alarmingly. It is true that I could work all day climbing treasures, but it is not the same as running in open country under the sun and pursued by killers by nature. It will still take more than ten shots from my jala (a flexible piece of metal with a hole in the tip that shoots rod) for them to reach me but I won't be able to throw them off, I know because the old man told me so... but all is not lost, I just hope he wasn't lying on this one too.
The area is clearer, it allows me to run freely, there are whole areas of a black stuff that is very hot, but surrounding it allowed me to be close to my destination. It is four o'clock in the afternoon and I am close to the end of the final heresy; in the background, cutting into the concrete desert is a cursed construction, it does not have a single crack. White and somber contemplates me and I can see the eyes of death, the progenitor told me about them, at a certain distance that you dare to violate, a light will disappear a part of you, my only hope is that it also eliminates the monsters.
So long I smelled their stench that when they attack me I do not feel them. I don't feel them. Only a fire mark on my skin warns me that they touched me, I am climbing up the edges of a crater, which is huge and according to my people hides my reward. The fucker that attacked me has a flat head; he is taller than any of us and I am sure he can carry one of the boxes full of parts (called engine), but he has long nails, a red one, there swinging near my foot that has a wound that dyes color to this demon; I swing my head with practice, my braid of more than 1.92 mts and mom's tip is stuck in his eye, I stop for a moment to regret the loss of so much water, first from the eye and then from the blood Wow it bleeds! In comparison my dangling ankle looks like a joke, better not to look at it I have to get to the top!
I'm two meters from the edge of the crater... Agh! It's burning. My belly burns, they were two fuckers, he just removed part of my belly and only my hand prevents what's inside from coming out, I kick him and an elongated dark head looks at me with hatred as he rolls down; the last stretch is a small slope, the sun no longer seems so strong, but it's not that, seeing my pursuers I notice how the world turns and darkens. The one without an eye has already recovered from his pain and his gait on two legs and two hands is determined. If they came to capture me, now they come to eat, at the moment I reach to see a wasteland, after the crater, a huge view of a strange color awaits me a fire mark sends me to the ground, before something happens I reach and detach my last defense; mom, I know eating you was not the best, but I will not die without using your rib, your heritage; a shadow rises in the sky; I scream, I say nothing, it is only a complaint to the world, I feel the impact of my hand against his skin ... that's all.
Recording 3.
Access perimeter defenses 0
Eliminate male life forms. Send an emergency drone. Stabilize the female.
Bring her to the shelter. Execute.
I hope I arrive in time... don't die Paulina.
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