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As promised from last week, here is second part of my special Unbound: The Awakening novel preview. As before, Please note, what I am sharing has not been edited yet. Grammatical errors, typos and other formatting errors may be found in the preview. the content is subject to change prior to the release of the final version. Feel free to read, comment and share the post. However, no part of this document may be copied, altered or reproduced in whole or in part, digitally or in print, without my written permission.
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- Kyle
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Chapter Two
Liam arrived at the main doors to the hanger and slowed his pace. His heart was pounding so loud in his ears that he was sure it would echo in the next room. His nerves were on end. Knowing what would start through these doors excited and terrified him. His mission was to drill deeper than any human had before. He was to go twenty five miles down, almost to the molten layer, in search of new ore deposits.
The chances of return were slim Liam knew, but he also knew Gaia wouldn’t want to lose their drill either. They may be used, rusted and worn, but the machines were still worth more than almost a city block. Strangely enough, that provided Liam with some comfort. Even if he were to die, at least his body would come home. After another deep breath, Liam walked into the launch bay.
This room was massive, easily ten stories high. Along the back wall we could see the enormous deep earth drills being prepped, repaired and fueled. Each drill itself was six stories from top to bottom, secured to their bay by huge hydraulic clamps. They were close to thirty five feet around, enough to produce a maintainable service hall in their wake. Sparks fell like rain in the repair docks as mechanics welded old metal plates back onto the sides of the drills.
Yeah, I got this.
People in all sorts of uniforms were working. There were foremen with their orange holographic clipboards walking around and checking on workers. They could be seen easily due to their amber glow. Every time Liam set out for a new mission, he was always awe struck by how huge this area was. To get to the back end of the bay took almost twenty five minutes using one of the commuter trams. Liam checked his gauntlet for the dock he would be launching from. He pulled up the mission guide which projected into the air from the device on his arm. Scanning through the extensive document, he finally found what he was looking for.
Dock 36
Quickly closing the file, Liam got his bearings. Dock 36 was almost halfway down the building. He had to pass the refueling stations and maintenance areas first. He also had to be mindful of where he was walking. A lot of people have been injured in these areas. A few months back someone spilled fuel which quickly ignited by some sparks from the neighboring dock. It took the fire teams almost three hours to subdue the blaze. In the end, one drill was unsalvageable and four workers lost their lives, of which one was a friend of his. Those responsible probably wished they had died as well seeing as Gaia didn’t take kindly to the loss of its property. Liam shook off the memory and headed to his dock to check in.
As Liam found his area, he heard footsteps quickly approaching. Before they called his designation, he knew it was a foreman. The orange glow cast an odd shadow of Liam on the lift doors. This elevator would be taking him to the cockpit of the drill – almost five and a half stories up.
“M948!” The foreman called, trying to yell over the sounds of the room. “I have a few things to cover prior to launch.”
Liam turned and saw the foreman who was approaching was one of the few who cared about his workers. Harold, or F227, was Liam’s first foreman when he joined Gaia so long ago. He was in his late sixties and looked as though his body would give out at any moment. Liam knew better though, he had survived more than almost any other Gaia employee to date. There were stories that Harold even survived the collapse of a mine with only his torch and his lunch box. He didn’t know how true the story was, but Liam respected the man never-the-less.
“First, I need you to sign this waiver stating you willingly agreed to this dig, knowing the risks.” Harold said, handing Liam a stylus. Liam signed on the line labeled “D.E.M”.
“Okay.”
“You know there is a chance you may not come back, right?” Harold said. The words resounded in Liam’s head. He has been thinking it all morning, but it hit harder hearing it said aloud by someone else.
“Yeah, I know.” Liam replied.
“In the event you do not return, who do you want to claim your belongings and final check?”
“Ave… Uh, C575”
Harold noted the selection and then sighed. He had to go through this with every worker, but this one was harder. He liked Liam a lot. Over the years, they had grown to be friends and respect each other. When Liam lost his son, he had attended the memorial. Knowing there was a real possibility that Liam may not return, made this all the more difficult.
“You don’t have to do this. We can still sign you off as unfit for the dig.” Harold said.
“It’s ok, I know. But I am here now and I was the only one to sign up for it. We need this.” Liam replied.
“Alright, well, good luck M948 – Liam.” Harold said while blinking through tears. “You were a good man.”
“Harold, I am not dead yet”
“I know, alright, well carry on then. And again, good luck.”
Harold lowered his clipboard and turned. He would monitor the dig from mission control and pray for Liam’s safe return. Liam turned and typed his I.D. into the lift’s keypad to log in. With a hiss, the doors opened and he stepped in.
Yeah, luck…
“…Cause that’s always helped me before” Liam said, finishing his though. The doors closed and so began the ascent to the cockpit.
***
Avery arrived at her station and booted up her systems instinctively. She was thinking of everything that could go wrong with the mission – a tunnel collapse or the safety line could snap. A million variations played out in her head. So much was at stake today. If anything went awry, all could be lost. This mission, this day, Liam – they were all connected in more ways than just what Gaia Corp had planned.
Avery looked around and counted the guards in the room. There were a total of five currently at their posts, with one extra having just left to walk his rounds. Mission control was one of the safest places in the facility. It had to be, if something were to happen here, a lot of lives would be in jeopardy. Avery returned her focus to her console. The screen that projected in front of her displayed the systems for the drill Liam would be piloting. From here she could override any of the functions if there were an emergency. Taking one last look over her shoulder to see if any guards were looking, which they weren’t, Avery pulled up the course navigation screen. She adjusted the angle of the descent by mark two degrees and tapped apply. The screen then displayed a progress bar as the new course was transmitted to the drill.
<Transfer complete, course updated> confirmed the computer, its voice quiet among the noise of the room.
Switching screens as not to arouse suspicion, Avery decided to check on Liam’s status. A profile of the elevator, catwalk and drill glowed on her display, casting a light green glow on Avery. Liam was just about to finish the ascent to the cockpit. Avery took a deep breath and settled in for a long mission.
***
Liam felt as the lift slowed its movement, reaching the walkway to the drill. There was a low click and hiss as the doors slid open. The next section was almost completely open air. The guardrails on the side would not stop anyone, let alone a full grown man, from toppling over. Liam was glad they were inside, he wasn’t afraid of heights, but add wind and he may reconsider that. As with the lift, he punched his designation code into the door to the cockpit. The keypad this time also scanned his fingerprints. Once completed, the door made a quiet pinging and grinding noise. The door slowly opened, stale air rushed out from inside. The cockpit was dark, a few status lights blinked slowly. That changed when Liam took stepped inside.
<Welcome M948, system engaging.> The computer said. To Liam, it was always a greeting of sorts.
“Stat check.” Liam replied as he made his way over to the pilots’ chair. The overhead light slowly flickered to life, giving everything a soft glow.
<Engine, online. Communications, online. Environmental, online.>
By now, all of the dashboard lights were glowing. Liam, sitting in the sole chair, was powering on the main display. All of the systems were labeled as ready.
<All systems go.> the computer confirmed, just as Liam finished reading over the list.
Liam adjusted his seat and started the prelaunch check. He made sure all the basics were nearby – first aid kit, fire extinguisher, reset codes and the troubleshooting manual. All were in there normal place and things were looking good.
“Avery, you on?” Liam said.
“Yup, everything checks out up here.” She replied. “Unless, you need me to bring you your security blanket.”
“No thanks, I’m good.” Liam said, slightly chuckling. “Let’s just get this fired up.”
While there was no immediate reply from Avery, Liam knew she was working. He could hear her breathing into her headset. He would have to remind her that she didn’t need to eat it for him to hear her. Another minute passed and still no word from Avery, he was starting to wonder what the holdup was.
<Engine startup authorized> The computer announced to him.
“Sorry, I was confirming your course. You’re all set now.” Avery said.
“So I am told. Thank you.”
Liam checked his harness to make sure he was securely locked in. He then reached over towards the ignition button. On previous missions, this was usually his favorite part, not this time. He didn’t have a choice though, he was here and it was time. Without giving himself another moment to think, he pushed the button. The backing light of the ignition button went from a deep pulsing red color to a bright green, then to white. He could feel the massive engines roaring to life. The whole machine shuttered as the drill head, formed from smaller individual moving drills, started to spin. At full power, huge green flood lights would activate. These specialty lights were used to illuminate potential deposit sites. Since they were located behind the drill head, it made the whole module look as if it were glowing green.
“Ave, if I don’t come back …”
“Shut it Liam. You are not dying on my watch.” Replied Avery, cutting Liam off.
“But, if I don’t…”
“I said shut it.”
“… Fine.” Liam replied, knowing he wouldn’t win. “Thank you.”
<Launch initiated. Engines at full power. Beginning countdown.> Announced the computer.
“Here we go.” Said Liam.
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Next week, the final part of the preview!






