Peacekeepers. "You lying fuck. You said this was a safe neighbourhood." I risked a quick glance through the shattered windows of a looted car we had hid behind. A Peacekeeper Drone hovered in the centre of the dark quiet street. It cast a blue light into the depths of an alley opposite us, scanning for …
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Arcane Insane – Part 7
15. The Grind. "We're back in the park." Janey rubbed her foot on the grass to make sure it was real. Only moments before the Cog had given Mojo his Task. The instant Mojo accepted it the machinery vanished, leaving them in darkness of the park. Janey considered following her train of thought along the …
Arcane Insane – Part 6
13. Bonded. A claustrophobic sting pierced Janey's mind when she walked through the endless crowds toward Platform 1. On the highest gangway she had been overwhelmed by the sea of people in the arena but at ground level the noises and smells invaded her senses with such vigour she almost passed out. She gripped Mojo's …
Arcane Insane – Part 5
11. Rags to Riches. The Bonds Keeper was a squat bald man whose appearance reminded Janey of a hippopotamus. His grey skin had a glossy sheen and his bulbous dark eyes were too close together. His lower jaw jutted out and a single tooth protruded over his upper lip. Janey thought it made him comical. …
Arcane Insane – Part 4
9. Muck & Spit. The old steel mills stabbed into the night sky like rusting teeth from some long dead mechanical beast. Janey stayed close to Mojo, heeding his warning of things in the darkness that snatch and steal trespassers, even night dwellers. The train tracks wound between old buildings, huts and forgotten steam trains. …
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