Art by Beep Skeet
At the church, in the darkness.
I toss the bound-up man onto the ground and look up into the dimly-lit chapel. R8PR’s shining green LED eyes flicker into light and I see him step forward. He gives a few loud, metallic claps as he looks on at the man.
I glance over to Karina, who is leaning against a church pew and breathing heavily. I know exactly how you feel. We’ve been through a lot this past morning.
“You don’t understand!” the man shouts. “The end is coming! We have to be ready! I was just preparing for–” R8PR holds out his fingers and electricity surges out of them and zaps the man unconscious.Continue reading