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The Meeting
An answer to the ‘What if Michael was paired up with KARR challenge’
By Gumnut
10 Jul 2004

It was dark. The only light was from a single spotlight shining straight down from the high ceiling, the single round patch of white on the concrete floor only making the surrounding darkness darker.

He knew he wasn’t supposed to be here, but Michael Long had never considered that fact to be hindrance in the past, and consequently was not hesitant in breaching the security system of the building in this instance either. He crept around as if he was an intruder, and technically he was, but he held no ill intentions. He just wanted to find out why.

The white patch of light in the middle of the floor beckoned him.

He made his way amongst shadows of equipment, his step silent and practised.

He stepped from the dark into the light.

It was silly really. One does not expose oneself to a fully lit area in a situation in which he did not want to be seen, but there was something about this room, something was here. Something was beckoning.

A single light caught his eye.

A red light in the dark.

It flickered.

Then caught and began to track back and forth.

Michael stepped back slightly, suddenly wary.

The red light tracked back and forth.

Hypnotic.

Suddenly the silence was shattered by an engine, and a pair of bright white lights suddenly bracketed the red, blinding him. A whine vibrated above the engine noise and suddenly the spinning of tyres on concrete added their own screech to the cacophony.

The lights moved.

He should jump out of the way. His mind screamed at him.

He didn’t know what it was, a vehicle of some sort. He should move. Run.

But he held fast, something telling him that he would not be hurt.

He braced his legs and the lights roared up to him.

This was it, this was the answer. He would know why.

The red light tracked back and forth, the headlights glared at him.

And the car ran him over.

Devon sat in the driver’s seat, totally aghast, staring at the dashboard, speechless.

A brief flash of green on the voice modulator.

All KARR said was, “Oops.”

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FIN. :D

 

 

   
 
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