Writers’ Journal #94 – Scorched Earth – 9

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“I don’t think we have time for this discussion. I want everyone to keep moving and scanning,” I interrupted the argument before it could distract us from our primary mission. Our goal must be the survival of those on the main ship. We rationed the resources just for the trip and I knew I couldn’t hold them for too long in the orbit. The decision would have to be made in less than 10 hours and I would be the one having to do so as the Captain. Investigations into myths and legends could come later.

But the strange happenings to our bodies increased as we walked closer to the pyramid. Not only the voices in our head, our visions also blurred into double or even triple vision. We had to pause every few steps to re-adjust our sights, each of us seemed to be suddenly suffering from cross-eyes where we turned our head to right but seeing objects from the left and vice versa. We finally retraced our steps as the experience was getting worse. It was back to normal by the time we have dragged ourselves to the midway between the main entrance and the pyramid.

“What happened?,” asked Dio, who still sounded like a drunken man.

“Here is my opinion, if Captain is OK with that,” said Neva while shaking his head left and right. He had been excited by the whole episode from the beginning and I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the one to crack the mystery. I supposed I could give a few minutes or so while we tried to regain our balance.

“Go ahead, Neva. You got 10 min,” I said after taking in a long breath.

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