The door was right ahead of her.
All Rain needed to do was push through that door and head around the side of the medical building, run around the side, and make her way back to camp. Hell, she even knew how to get there if she cut right through the woods and swing around so that there was little to no chance of any of the Mothers catching up to her.
She had the thumb drive in her pocket. That was all they needed, other than just killing as many Mothers as possible. Once she got back to camp, the commanders could call the rest of their forces back, and then, they could bomb the hell out of the building, killing everyone and destroying them once and for all. Without this building, the Mothers wouldn’t be able to survive. At least, that was the impression Rain had gotten from how they were defending it.
So why w
He needed to find Rain.Adam ran back to IW--again--not thinking about where he was going there, only that he was going. He had to find Rain before something awful happened to her. But he had no idea where she was at or how he was going to find her.Hopefully by now, Lightning had gotten all of the information they needed off of the computer and made her way out of the building. He hadn’t seen her anywhere, though. It was possible she might’ve gone a different direction.Wouldn’t Rain have gone with Lightning? If so, surely she would’ve gone the same way that he went, knowing that it was the most direct way to get back to camp.Not necessarily. There were some other places she could’ve gone, and there could be logical reasons why she m
“You’re going to have to stay back, soldier.” The paramedics had told Mist at least twenty times that she had to stay back, but it hadn’t registered the first nineteen times, and it didn’t this time either. Blinded by her tears, she stood at the foot of the cot that Walt was lying on, watching the medical staff do everything they could do to stop the bleeding.It was too late. The words kept playing over and over in her head. “Damn it,” she muttered under her breath, not for the first time. Why did he have to be so stubborn? Why couldn’t he have listened to Rain? She was a medical student--a good one at that! He could’ve stayed behind after they escorted the women out. He could’ve gotten help before he fell over.He’d lost so much blood.She’d h
The bullet fire in the distance seemed to be getting louder. That made Rain think she was going the right direction. It seemed like all of the action was going on in the center of the building, and that’s where she was headed now.The Bridge. Finding it was going to be difficult because she had never been there before. She had the idea, though, that she needed to go to the medical ward, though. While she’d never seen any indication that The Bridge was located near the incubators where the fetuses were kept, it just made sense that it would be there because the majority of people transported over to the other side, whatever the hell that happened to be, were the fetuses.As Rain hurried down the hallways, headed back to the medical ward where she’d been earlier that day, she had to wonder why they would even bother to take the fetuses over The
“Where are you taking me?”Adam couldn’t help but ask the question as the Mother dragged him along the hallways, a gun to his head. It was awfully convenient for her that all of the fighting was going on in other parts of the building so that the Quebecian troops were all pulled away from where she was forcing him to march in front of her.“Shut your mouth, 24C, and walk,” she said.“Or what? You’re going to shoot me? I find that unlikely.” The nozzle of the gun was practically buried in his brain stem, she had it shoved up so hard against him, her other arm wrapped around his midsection. She was strong, but he knew he could overpower her. It was just a matter of how fast she could pull that trigger.Something told hi
The glow coming from the gap where the door was open was soothing in a way Rain couldn’t quite grasp. Something about the soft light coming from beneath and around the door made her feel safe. It made her feel warm.She still didn’t want to open the door, though.Rain took a deep breath and put her hand on the door, knowing she had no other choice but to go inside. She needed to see who it was that had summoned her here; she needed to know what the other person wanted.The door was about a foot open already. It took no effort whatsoever to push it the rest of the way.The light was bright when she walked in, but not so bright that she had to squint. She was shocked that The Bridge was actually a bridge and not just some sort of slaughterhouse, or a room with
The words that slipped from between Mother White’s lips were no surprise to Rain. She’d already surmised what the woman was going to tell her before she’d gotten the statement out.But that didn’t make it any easier to accept.She didn’t want the Military Mother to see her cry. She had to keep the tears that were blinding her from falling.Rather than insist that Mother White was lying when Rain knew she wasn’t, she asked, “How do you know that?”“I know,” White said, her face exuding confidence. “And if your friend had managed to get out with that stupid external hard drive, you’d be able to look for yourself--assuming you would have gotten out of here alive in this alternate reality.&rd
Rain didn’t want to follow Mother White’s instructions. Not even a little bit. Standing there without her weapons, Rain felt completely vulnerable and unable to protect herself or Adam. It was clear that he was in a lot of pain, and the longer White continued to hold him in her firm grasp, the more uncomfortable it would be.She had no choice but to follow the woman’s instructions. Otherwise, Adam would definitely die, and even though she didn’t trust Mother White enough to keep her word and not shoot him anyway, this was the only chance she had of him making it.Overhead, she heard a voice say, “Five minutes until evacuation.” The robotic female voice made her wonder if that meant that the other Mothers had already started to leave the facility. If that were the case, the Quebecian forces would be able to pour into the cente
Listening to the motorcycle speed away from her, Rain took careful aim at the tree across the wooded area from her. She could see the form of the sniper sitting on a high branch. Her dark brown uniform didn’t blend in well with the green leaves.Rain supposed her black uniform didn’t disappear while she was standing next to the tree either. She pulled the trigger on her gun several times, hoping to distract the Mother long enough that Adam could get out of her range.The Mother shot back at Rain. She ducked around the back of the tree and came out the other side, keeping most of her body behind the slender trunk as she squeezed the trigger a few more times. More fire came her way, but the sound of the motorcycle had faded. Adam had to have been out of range.Rain also realized that the five-minute countd