DORULL STORIES - PRISONER OF THE AMULET
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Sanomis was fortunate he was already kneeling, otherwise he knew he’d find it hard to stay on his feet. He felt deflated. He felt defeated. They found him, when he was so close to his destination. And just as he started to feel he made it. Where did it go wrong? Was this even his mistake? He was careful. How did they manage to find him?
“Vagyr?” Sanomis whispered “But how?"
“How what?” the lieutenant asked.
“How did you find me?” Sanomis
asked.
“With a bit of luck.” Vagyr
answered “And with a little bit of help from my module. I managed to finish the
upgrades even without you.”
“I knew you would.” Sanomis said.
“Sure you did.” Vagyr muttered
“What are we doing here, Sanomis?”
“Funny that, I was about to ask
you the same.” the geologist answered.
“We are here to find you. To help
you.” Vagyr said “And if needed, save you.”
“You want to help me?” Sanomis
asked “Does that mean I am free to leave?”
“Well no.” Vagyr answered, “We are
to escort you back to Shteint. You have to explain your actions.”
“You could let me go. report back
you haven't found me.” Sanomis begged “Please let me go.”
“What is the matter with you?”
Vagyr found it hard even to recognize the geologist “Why are you like this?
What is happening?”
“If you really don’t know, then
let me go.” Sanomis retorted.
“Don’t know what?” Vagyr asked.
Sanomis let out a loud sigh. He
had to decide whether to trust the lieutenant or not.
“The real reason
for our arrival here.” Sanomis said a few seconds later.
If Vagyr was also involved in this
filthy, criminal undertaking, this meant the end of the road. But if he was
also kept in the dark, like many others, perhaps there was a chance he was
willing to help him. Sanomis knew he had to risk it by exposing himself. He was
out of moves either way. He might as well use this to try and find out if the
lieutenant could be trusted.
“Please let me go.” Sanomis
repeated his plea.
“You know I can’t do that.” Vagyr
said “I have my orders.”
“Please.” Sanomis said.
“Listen, I don’t know what’s this
all about.” Vagyr said honestly “But I promise you I’ll help, once we make our
way back to Shteint.”
“That won’t be necessary.” cold,
female voice, came from behind their backs.
It caught them all by surprise.
But not as much as the fact, the voice belonged to the captain of Khoro, Avena
Cinev. Her TEA was not active. She appeared on the surface of the planet not
hiding her looks. But not because she was carless. It was to show she had no
intentions of staying here long enough to be noticed. And she was standing out
a lot, even more so because she was escorted by the two enormous battle vards.
“I’ll take the scientist.” Avena
said, as she approached “You are relieved to return to your ship.”
“I apologize, but we haven’t
received any such orders from our captain.” Vagyr said.
“How could you?” Avena said “This
is coming straight from the Admiral.”
“I see.” Vagyr said, as he glanced
towards Sanomis.
The defeated look on the geologist's
face told him he had lost every hope. But why was that? Something else was
afoot beside the ordinary desertion. Sanomis escaped for reasons only known to
the few. Perhaps Sanomis was protecting him by not revealing said reason.
Said secret.
Vagyr thought to dare and ask. But
even if he managed to gather the courage to do so, he was out of time. Avena
and her entourage already placed four of the PTDs on the ground in front of
them. Moments later they disappeared from the field in a blinding flash of the
white light. Lieutenant let out a sad sigh, ordering his soldiers to prepare
their discs. Not long after, they too left from this field. The field Roshnak
Baanar passed through, some twenty minutes later, on his return back to the
Vur-Paan.
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