Hiding Place

Graham Heights
The Remnant

Hiding Place

Tiffany found Harold tucked into the electrical switch stations FG102004A.  He was studying the pad that Julia
had given him. “More logs?”
Harold didn’t look up, “Yep.”
“We need to finish the wall.”  Tiffany reminded him.
Again without looking away, “Did you get the last of the panels.”
Tiffany didn’t even answer.  She just left. Harold looked up in surprise.  He did not expect the machine to just
leave without answering.  Something was wrong and Tiffany was getting better at being passive aggressive like
his mother.  It was disturbing and he didn’t like it. But it was effective. “Wait. I’m coming.”
Tiffany stopped at the door and waited for young Harold.  She would need him. “I would do this on my own if
I could.”  She looked at him as if to say more but then asked a question.  “What were you reading?”
Harold shrugged his shoulder, “More logs.”
“Can you be a little more specific?” Tiffany ask with a tone that was too much like his mother.
“I was reading about Jason and Jordy’s first conversation.” Harold said knowing that Tiffany would retreat from this.
“Jasson.”  Tiffany said with a slite mechanical tone.
“Did you want to see it?”  Harold asked.
Tiffany touched the pad and absorbed the file instantly.  

Log Entry March 17th 2094: 13:53   47° 4'35.50"N - 122°41'28.94"W

Detained at the Gate for an additional hour as they questioned me about where I came from and what
was south of our position…

Jason returned from the man door in the wooden gate.  He walked up to Jordy and asked, “So, you came across the valley?”
“Yes.”  Jordy answered.  His infraRed sensors saw that Jason’s ears were getting hotter.
“What is the terrain like over there?” Jason indicated a Southerly direction.
“It’s overgrown and most man made objects with exception of the concrete roads are all but gone.” Jordy informed him.
“Is there a reason we are waiting.”
“There are preparations to be made.”  Jason said, “It’s not like you made an appointment.”
“May I ask a few questions of you while we wait?” Jordy asked.
“Sure.” Jason said.  His voice gave away that he was nervous about what to say and what not to say. “Don’t ask tactical
questions.”
“I merely wish to know what’s your end goal.” Jordy asked, “And if I can put my arms down?”
“Oh, shit,  Yeah, you can put your arms down.” Jason was so distracted by what this thing was that he didn’t realize that
Jordy still had his hands up.
“Thank-you.” Jordy said as he slowly lowered his hands.
“End goal? Well I think I will leave that to Elder Scott.” Jason said.
“How about you, what is your end goal  here?” Jordy asked again.
Jason thought for a minute, “I’m a servant of Rainier and it’s my end goal is to live up to our founder’s dream of this place
by being a driving force to bring humanity back to its former glory.”
“That’s a formattable goal.” Jordy said.
“A worthy goal.” Jason shot back, “We have more than survived and this entire area has benefited by what Alan Scott and
the first council of Elders managed to salvage from the dark days.”
“So, he is still alive?” Jordy asked.
“Who?” Jason did not follow.
“Alan Scott?” Jordy clarified.
“No, he died almost twenty five years ago.” Jason said, then understood the misunderstanding.  “Oh, no. no. Elder Julia
Scott is his great granddaughter.”
“You mentioned the mountain in the local area, Rainier.” Jordy asked, “Is that what you call yourselves.”
“Yes, but that was not our original name.  We called our original community Graham Heights.  It was where the first council
of elders made their stand when the world went crazy.” Jason pointed East.  It was closer to the mountains.”
“How many people were  hid in this place.” Jordy asked.
“Our records are not clear... But we figured about two hundred and fifty men, women and children.” Jason said “Why do
you ask?”.
“You have built all this from just that small group?” Jordy asked.
“No, After we learned that we were on our own, we started investigating the areas around us.  Some groups were hostile
and some were willing to communicate and trade.” Jason paused, “Okay, what about you.  Where did you come from?”
“I was assembled in a facility near the Equator, thousands of kilometers South of here.” Jordy pointed South.
“And you walked all this way?” Jason asked.
“I thought we agreed not to talk of tactical things.” Jordy said.
“No, I said I would not talk of tactical things.  Never said I wouldn’t ask.” Jason shot back.
Jordy bowed his head in agreement of that statement, then answered, “I am a testament as to our superiority in technological
and our military is the world’s last remaining superpower.” Jordy let that sink in. “We value life and peace above all, but have
the power to defend ourselves and our allies.”
“Superpower?” Jason said as it was unfamiliar to him.
Jordy just inclined his head to agree with the statement.
“What does a superpower want with us?” Jason asked
“Your humanity.” Jordy responded.
“What?” Jason did not follow.
“We need people that are willing to build a society from little to nothing.” Jordy said.
There was more to this statement, but Jason did not pursue it.  That was for Elder Scott and the council to determine. His only
goad for the moment was to ascertain the threat of bringing this machine to council chamber.  Jason’s mind shot back to his early
training and the fact that Alan Scott knew, that if they were successful, it would attract a superior power that would either conquer
them or assimilate them.  The million dollar question before him now was which scenario was about to play itself out right here
and right now.
“As I said, this is an invitation.  We desire peace and prosperity to mankind.” Jordy said.
“And if we refuse?” Jason asked.
“I will leave.” Jordy responded. “I will however, leave my mule here in case you change your mind.” Jordy pointed toward the
four legged robot.
“Another gift or listening device.” Jason asked.
“Both.” Jordy shot back.

Tiffany looked at Harold, “He was a remarkable man.”
“He is still alive, why do you speak of him as gone?”  Harold asked.
Tiffany turned to leave the compartment, “Because he is.” With that she left to finish their wall that would hide them from the rest of the ship.  
It would be a place where the Remnant could hide while they slept or needed to relax. It wasn’t big, but it would be secure. More of these
places would be built in the future, but for now this one would do.  They had built it below the aft bilge tank of section fifty seven. The hull
slopped outward and Tiffany had build a false wall that looked just like the secondary hull. It was built floor to ceiling, so no one would know
that it didn’t belong.  At the far end it would provide a space two point five meters wide and three meters tall. It wasn’t much, but it was safe.


This blog contains two books of the Remnant Series If you want to start at the beginning of Book 6, click the link below.
1st Chapter of Obsidian Arrows

If you want to read more about the Remnant Series see the links below.

            Book 1-3: Graham Heights available on Amazon.com
            Book 4: The Grey Abyss available on Amazon.com

            Bood 5: Chaos coming soon to Amazon.com

Book 6: Obsidian Arrows


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