Story a day: 12.10.16

“The crux is just ahead.”

She followed the metallic voice, the light from the scope of her rifle guiding her steps. 

“And just what does this crux do?”

“Shh, you’ll give us away,” the machine answered.

She scowled but continued to follow, shooting down the occasional alien along the way.

The winding passageway opened into a cave. Flares cast red light against slick stone walls. A drip echoed. In the center stood a pedestal made of stone. 

She strode to the pedestal and followed a winding stairway to its top. On flat stone stood a microwave.

“That’s it,” the metal voice said. “That is the answer.”


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