Reality, Chapter 8


The sharp report of a rifle echos through the hall way and screams erupt from behind the ravaged door as the man slumps against it with a loud bounding crash and then slides to the floor a small neat whole in the middle of his forehead. Alexander stands just outside his open door, rifle up in his shoulder the muzzle smoking. The air is filled with the smell of spent gun powder as a single 5.56 shell casing slowly falls through the air then clatters to the floor. A Scream erupts as a door behind him opens and he spins aiming the rifle at the door. A dirty blonde her lungs much larger then they should be continues to scream as he lowers his rifle and starts walking down the hall way. Behind him the woman continues to shriek about some one killing some one in the hall.

In the streets gunfire becomes the most predominate sound outside the sobs and screams of wounded or dieing. When Alexander entered the foyer of his rental apartment people where crowded around the single glass door watching the carnage outside as people fired on charging individuals. Cars crashed and screeched in a crescendo of carnage. An older man turned and looked at Alexander and all his gear and simply nodded

“Alex. Figured that was you upstairs.”

“Yep” his phone still playing music as he stops and looks out the front door. The soft whine of bagpipes coming from his pocket.

“That bad?” The old man adjusted his coat. Alexander knew under that coat a pistol was concealed. He’d talked often with the old man.

“Yep, one upstairs already.. probably more. You bugging?”

The old man simply nodded then pointed to the attached under ground garage. “Set and ready. you?”

Alexander nodded looked out the window of the door again and noticed a few more people looking at him and the old man and simply turned heading to the garage entrance.

“Yep.”

“Ride with me for a bit, better in numbers.”

“Yep” the phone changed songs,

“History in ev’ry century
Records an act that lives forevermore.
We’ll recall, as into line we fall
The thing that happened on Hawaii’s shore

Let’s remember Pearl Harbor
As we go to meet the foe
Let’s remember Pearl Harbor
As we did the Alamo.”

Fitting song as the city destroyed itself.

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