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|The Escapee (standard:science fiction, 1415 words)|
|Author: Michael Lance Kersting||Added: Feb 07 2012||Views/Reads: 1463/823||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|One man's escape from the aliens death camp had a surpring ending for him.|
The Escapee They came suddenly out of the skies in huge shining spacecrafts. About a thousand of them, and landed in various parts of the Earth, sending fear and terror into the various populations. It was a sudden attack and mankind hadn't time to retaliate. One of the crafts, about fifty feet in diameter, touchdown in a small city. The side of the craft opened and two dozen huge creatures emerged. They were wore shiny black outfits and were about seven feet tall, humanoid in appearance, carrying huge weapons in their hands, their huge eyes surveyed the fleeing earthlings and they let loose with their weapons, spraying the running figures with beams of the fleeing victims vanished into thin air. This massacre of the populations took them only three days. The survivors fought back gallantly, but their puny weapons of mass destruction were no match for the Invaders. The leader of the mission sent back a message to his Planet:" Mission Accomplished!. Atmospheric conditions.. perfect...lots of vegetation and water...' "We can now inhabit the Planet." The invaders then set up constructing huge cities around the world and several death camps to house the survivors and carried out various experiments on them ,even tried interbreeding with various women of all races but to no effect, this angered them tremendously and they terminated the women after a period of time. This went on for several years. Some of the prisoners tried to escape but were usually caught and tortured at the correctional centres around the globe and they were cruel and brutal sparing neither women and children. *** The Human came crashing through the bushes, his pursuers close behind. He heard the strange metallic sounds in the distance, and the siren like whining . They were coming closer and closer. His breathing was now laboured. His lungs felt like bursting., but he couldn't stop knowing that to do so would mean sure death in the disintegration chamber- It was then he heard the loud humming sound of the Tracer craft and knew that the search had intensified, He saw a creek through the thin branches of foliage around him and moved quickly towards it, his heart pounding rapidly in his chest. The evening sun was descending quickly over the dense jungle, bringing with it the bittersweet night which he hated because of the dreaded mosquitoes, but now which he welcomed for the cover it gave him after his two days of escaping from the dreaded death camp held by the hated Aliens. He plunged into the creek which had a fast moving current and the water towed him away quickly at a reckless speed. He made a great effort trying to grasp at branches along the bank. The loud humming sound of the Tracer craft was now only a faint sound in the distance and he felt a great relief. He managed to grasp a stout branch and pulled himself up to the muddy bank l gasping for breath. He laid on the bank for a few minutes catching his breath, then he began crawling to firmer ground, Getting on his feet, he then made his way through the bushes hoping that he would find some shelter for the night but the raw night was brutal. *** The night winds began rising and he felt a chill coursing through his half naked body. He was going to die if he doesn't find shelter soon he figured. He began to shiver. He walked unsteadily ahead along a beaten path food ,warmth and shelter were now his dominant thoughts .He hadn't eaten for two days since his escape from the prison's “ experimental” camp known as the “Death Camp” to the inmates, for few survived the experiments. *** Three days later, he now felt weak and a sharp gnawing in his stomach. Night was now setting in fast and the mosquitoes were beginning their Click here to read the rest of this story (93 more lines)
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