The trader released my shackles
from the wall and I came crashing to the ground. Immediately there were hands
under my arms dragging me across the floor. My head was still throbbing and I
was in no shape to attempt to fight back against these creatures so I allowed
myself to thrown around like a rag doll for the moment.
We exited the room we were in and
found ourselves back in the conduit, “Now, you tell me where you hid the chip
and this can all be over very soon Human.” The distaste for me and all humans
was evident in the trader’s voice. I knew this was not going to end well, but I
also knew the value of the chip and that I had to protect by any means
possible, including losing my life.
I had no idea of whether Jerry
was out there looking for me, or if anyone else was searching for my location,
but I did have one idea of how I might bring some help my way. I directed the
group down the conduit away from the link to the lift shaft, and thus away from
where I had hidden the chip. The creatures crawled along the path I set forth
and dragged me along behind them. Ahead of us was a faint light. As we
approached the source of the light I could see the floor of the conduit was
broken through providing another link to the lift shaft. I wanted desperately
to keep them out of the shaft, but they were already descending and I was still
shackled and being dragged along so I could not provide much resistance. There
was a sudden tug and I slid through the opening and fell several feet to the
bottom of the shaft floor.
I landed hard, but my fall was
somewhat softened by the large mass of one of the traders beneath me. He let
out a loud grunt and the life seemed to go from his body. I leaned over and
examined the body with my hands. His neck was certainly broken. I felt around
more for anything I could find. I quietly tucked a few finds in my pockets and
then I heard the voice of the head trader calling back to his minion in
whatever language they spoke. When there was no response, I could hear him
coming toward us. I scurried to my feet and held my hands up to show I was not
a threat. The trader and another of his men grabbed me by the back of my neck;
“You show us chip now or next dead body is you!”
I nodded my agreement and pointed
up the shaft.
As we walked I frantically
searched the dark crevices of the shaft with my feet for what I needed. After
several meters I finally stumbled over it. I tumbled to the ground and used
that moment to pull the emergency safety beacon on the floor. My guess had been
proven right, hoping the beacon would exist and hoping the backup power to the
shaft had been restored; I had been able to activate a signal to the terminal’s
safety and security department. Whether anyone was monitoring it at that moment
was the least of my concerns. At least there was some request for assistance
sent out.
The trader pulled me to my feet
and ushered me forward. Now I had to just hold out til someone could find me. I
prayed I’d still be alive when they did.
Tag Team in Space is an interactive collaborative science fiction story by J. Naomi Ay & Ahmad Taylor. Keep up on the adventures of Dr. Jerry Waldman and Sgt. Derrick Thomas as they experience the wild happenings on Mars and in outer-space.
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