The Tesla Experiment

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Celeste felt her stomach churn as she pulled the rope toward her, slowly. They could never detect her movement or she would be done for. Her small hands nervously reeled in the thick roughness of the rope while the group of shouting men passed the inferno from which she had just escaped. Her goat bleated in panic as she tugged on its restraint, but the men did not hear it over the din of the burning barn. What if they saw it? They would certainly follow the fibrous cord and discover her!

Her blue eyes stretched open in anxious observation as she took note of the detail before her, holding her breath. Their uniforms looked like the dirt of the ash fields and their black rider boots reached up to their knees over the thick fabric. On their collars and arms, in red and black, different symbols bent into words she did not manage to read.

Oh, Celeste could read just fine, but not these writings. They spoke some language the symbols she knew could not be employed in. There were cloned lightning sigils that could have passed as ‘s’ in her alphabet, but on their arms the men wore a terrible symbol inside a black circle. She had no idea what it said, but she knew very well what it represented — DEATH.

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