Flashback Dawn (A Serialized Novel), Part 6: "Throw Wide the Gates of Hell" E-Book

Wayne Kyle Spitzer

• Herausgeber: Wayne Kyle Spitzer
• Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

Naaygi found them waiting for her—as she somehow knew they would be—as the cage doors opened, their forward-facing eyes glinting the same hue as the lights in the sky and their dark, storm-colored bodies held absolutely still (even as another animal joined them and brought their number to four). She even knew somehow what they were; that they were a breed of carnosaur the “evolved” humans had called nanotyrannosaurs, the “Pygmy Tyrants,” and that one of them, the one with the brand upon its tail, the leader, even had a name—Napoleon, for he had been bounced forward and back in time via another alien species well before the Flashback and still bore the scars of his sojourn among the humans. She didn’t know how she knew these things, no more than she knew just where, within herself, Naaygi ended—and they, the lights in the sky, began. She just did; just as she knew that the Nano-Ts represented a queer offshoot of the dinosaur population that was altogether fleeter and deadlier and cannier than anything that had come before it.And thus she bowed to them, her avengers, her killers—their killers, the lights in the sky—the rain running in rivulets down her body as she dropped to her knees and touched her forehead to the pavement, a pavement which ran red with blood and was strewn with the dismembered, disemboweled corpses of at least fifty men and women.And then she whispered to them in a language older than words, Follow me.

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FLASHBACK DAWN

by

Wayne Kyle Spitzer

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Flashback Dawn (A Serialized Novel), Part 6: "Throw Wide the Gates of Hell" (Flashback Dawn: A Serialized Novel, #6)

VI | Throw Wide the Gates of Hell

A Serialized Novel

Copyright © 2018 Wayne Kyle Spitzer. All Rights Reserved. Published by Hobb’s End Books, a division of ACME Sprockets & Visions. Cover design Copyright © 2017 Wayne Kyle Spitzer. Please direct all inquiries to: [email protected]

Based upon “Flashback,” first published by Books in Motion/Classic Ventures, 1993. Reprinted by Hobb’s End Books, 2017.

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VI | Throw Wide the Gates of Hell

Charlotte saw Naaygi half-running, half-limping toward them before the cage even touched down—and had hardly had a chance to react (to her startling nudity, for one) when Red appeared not fifty feet away, brandishing a firearm. Red, what in God’s name?

“Naaygi, wait, please!” he shouted, before skidding to a halt (having apprehended the situation in the elevator) and pointing his rifle directly at Dieter. “Whoa, whoa—what is this?”

Dieter didn’t respond, only pressed the Glock tighter against Charlotte’s temple. “What is his name?”

Charlotte hesitated. “Red ... His name is Red.”

“Good. Keep cooperating and this ‘Red’ might survive the day.” To Red he said: “This is your new leadership, Mr. Red. Please, let there be no more bloodshed. We are here to assert control over the Cove, that is all.” The weapons of the other Nazis clicked and clinked. “There are many rifles trained upon you even as we speak, Mr. Red. Please. Lay down your weapon and no harm will come to the girl. Nor anyone else. You have my word.”

Naaygi, meanwhile, had reached the other elevator and was frantically studying its controls.

“Tell me, Valkyrie,” said Dieter. “What is that thing and what does it want?”

Charlotte glanced at Red. Oh, Red, tell me this is not what it appears to be; just, dear God ... “She’s a woman, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. And she clearly just wants to get away.” She watched as the primitive girl pressed buttons haphazardly and finally beat her fists upon the panel. “But that elevator doesn’t work.”

“Then she can have this one. We can’t use her.” And to everyone else he said: “We are going to move forward ... slowly. Uwe, if you would be so kind as to show the creature how to operate the lift.”

“I’m warning you,” snapped Red, and tightened his grip on his firearm. “There are others ... just because you can’t see them—”

He was interrupted by a volley of gunfire from the area in which the cat was attacking the fence. Corbin, of course. The sound was followed by angry growls and a roar.

Dieter only laughed. “No,” he said, “there is no one. No one who isn’t already preoccupied. I won’t play this game with you any longer. Lay down your weapon and neither you or the girl will be harmed. You have approximately thirty seconds.”

Red hesitated as the group cleared the cage and Uwe and Naaygi stepped in. At last he held up a hand to indicate his intentions and slowly lowered his rifle to the ground.

“There we are, much better,” said Dieter. “Uwe, if you would send the creature upon her way ... she is of no consequence.”

And with that Uwe hit the button and the cage doors rattled shut, and the platform began to rise.

“Now,” said Dieter, having never taken his eyes off Red, “kill that man.”

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