Darkness

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It was December 21, 2060, the darkest day of the year, and instead of staying warm in my bunk aboard the Odin, I was freezing my butt off in the predawn darkness, waiting for my ride.

Anna stood next to me, shivering. I wondered whether this was the right choice. Makara and I had made the decision that we would investigate Bunker 108 to see if it was a viable option before heading to Bunker 84. Since I was from Bunker 108, I had to be the one to go. Michael would have been the other obvious choice, but Anna had experience flying Askal while Michael got queasy with heights.

Gilgamesh was still being used as a makeshift hospital and Ashton was using Odin to make runs back and forth between Skyhome and the Vegas Exodus, ferrying food and supplies.

Riding on Askal had been my idea. Askal tended to hang around our camp anyway, so I thought we might as well put him to use.

Now, standing outside in the frigid December air, I was definitely second-guessing my decision. It would have been easier to just have Odin drop us off before heading for Skyhome on one of its runs, but I wanted this idea to work — perhaps because it was my own. I’d flown to the Great Blight before with no issues, and the journey to Bunker 108 would not take all that much longer. At least, that was what I hoped.

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