Monday, August 1, 2016

Haggard Faces Part 3


Crumbling to pieces flung wires and robotic chips snap to the ground. Hidden sirens rise as faint blares amplify in the air. 
“The Escalator! The one whose face seems to smirk points as it slowly detaches from the platform. One step closing on top of another, dashing forwards the one who grits its teeth grapples the steps, bearing it nearer.  
“Hurry,” it groans. Hastily boots are snatched being worn, they leap upon the stairway. The one gripping it nears the platform.
“I’m going to let go, meet you back on the ship.”  Hands slip, the escalator closes in.

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