A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #54

A Year Underfoot


September 14th, 2033

I had another vision last night.

The Threak know who I am and they know where I am.

I woke up and broke camp immediately and made myself scarce.

Fifteen minutes later, a barrage of plasma shells rained down on my former campsite. Had I still been there I certainly would have been killed.

And, although I’m grateful for the warning, and, for that matter, all the information the Retratti have given to me, I still wonder what’s in it for them?

Call me cynical, but I have too many questions. Among them, why are you helping us?



About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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