Chapter 3
Pasado Guinea - 10:36 PM
Nicks discovery haunted him throughout the rest of the day, and even more now since darkness began to close around them. He had a difficult decision to make. He could inform the other of his discovery and risk panic among the workers, or wait till they found out on their own, however this could be to late.
He sat uneasily as the other 55 workers gathered around the fires telling jokes and finishing off dinner. He couldn't help looking at the food wondering what kind of uninvited guest it could attract.
"Nick" a cheerful voice startled him. It was his friend Joe (JOEY)
"I've just been working on some of our...machinery.... ARRHG! if we're planning on breaking ground tomorrow, I'm going to have to get up pretty early to get those pieces of crap working."
Nick laughed nervously, and was unable to respond.
"Something wrong Nick? You look like somethin
botherin you?"
"I'm just a little tired, I've had a long day."
"Right! We all have, especially me, heheh! Well, I'll be seein ya"
Nick was glad he was alone again, he didn't feel like talking to anyone. After an hour of meditation over a bottle of rye, he decided to try to sleep. Slowly and after a half hours attempt he managed to.
*****4 hours later*******
Nick abruptly jumped up from a sound sleep, not knowing what awoke him, perhaps a nightmare. The darkness was still around him, and a disturbing silence filled the air. The only noise was what sounded to be thunder from an coming storm.
Nick reach for his rye but stud motionless as he stared terrifyingly at it, the liquid inside seemed to be disturbed by something. What ever was disturbing it at stopped after about 2 minutes. Nick remained awake for the remaining hours of the night.