A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #89

A Year Underfoot


November 16, 2033

I arrived at the air base just after dusk, and, as per usual, the base was buzzing with activity. At first glance, all appeared normal, but, upon closer inspection, I discovered that a large holding pen had been staked out in the southeast corner of the facility, and inside – hundreds upon hundreds of people milled about.

Dan and Maureen are alive and somewhere inside, I can feel it.

It’s time to get to work.



About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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