Middling Woden’s Day

——-“If we stop it now, they’ll know, this might be our only chance,” Jen said. It was only then that Annwe noticed the blood. A uniformed guard lay unmoving in the corner of the large elevator floor.

——-“Dad, what’s going on?” Annwe asked, suddenly feeling foolish.

——-Her father took off his mask and sighed heavily, “Annwe, you shouldn’t have come.” Annwe looked down before meeting his eyes again, “I know, I’m sorry.”

——-“We can’t turn around now. Listen, I just want you to understand that it wasn’t always this way and it doesn’t have to be this way. We are done being only scientists and hypothesizing what could be. It is best to do something and risk being wrong than never do anything at all, Annwe. I want you to have an opportunity and a chance for growth. I wish you would have stayed where I asked. You should not be here.” He said sadly.

——-“7.5 kilometers, 7.7, 8, 8.2…” Annwe heard Jen count. The woman, Jen, opened a side panel of the elevator and shot an object through, “The first explosive placed.”

——-“What way? What are you talking about, Dad?” Annwe asked confused.

——-“I’m sorry for not telling you earlier. I was hoping to keep you from this.” Annwe’s father sighed again before removing his gear and motioning Annwe to turn around. She did as he asked and he placed his tank, mask, and backpack on Annwe making sure to tighten it to her size and that oxygen flowed correctly.

——-“Don’t you need a mask, Dad?” Annwe asked as she glanced around at all the others still in their gear.

——-“18.2 kilometers, 18.5…” Jen counted again before shooting another round through what appeared to be a square-barreled gun, “…second explosive placed.”

——-Her father gave her that infuriating smile again, “Don’t you worry about me, Annwe. Never forget that the sky is not a thing to be owned. We are going to bring the Canaries a message, starting with the elevator and First Island. They cannot ignore the desperate people they left behind any longer.” It was only then that Annwe realized the elevator began to stop and the doors opened.



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