"Get me a digger" I said to my body guard
"What kind of digger ma'am?" She asked back
"A big one" I replied, she left leaving me there to contemplate where to start.
I searched everywhere but I could find no clues. I walked back to café to have a coffee till the digger comes and I felt a tingle in my foot, I dint move, it was a patch of earth beneath me, no different looking to the rest but if possible different feeling. I kept my foot there and reached for something sharp, I found a pole jabbed it into the ground so it stuck out.
The digger came past, and there were people already opening the gates. She drove the digger up to me with a massive grin on her face,
"What did you tell them?" I said
"That you wanted to dig" She replied grinning more, she hoped out to let me in and went over to the crowd which had formed around us, they kept their distance but close enough to see what was going on.
I climbed into the truck and looked at the complicated levers I tested one it moved the scoop, another worked the arm and a mass of others did other things I didn't want to try to test.
I pulled the scoop. Moved the arm. Dumped scoop. Moved arm. Pull, push, push, pull with the leavers.
Pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, and pull. Pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, and pull for what seemed ages.
The night dragged on for what seemed ages, people had made banner and there was a massive crowd around us, people cheering me on, thousands of news reporters, flashes were every where from people taking photos of this bizarre event.
I dug and dug and dug, after a while an anti zero space group came up for attention, everyone shoved them away, they wanted to know, had Cassie the animorph, one of the six who had saved earth from doom, gone mad? Was there anything there? How long would she go without eating or sleeping?
To be honest I didn't know the answers myself. Had I gone mad? I though I could of, was I just imagining the object; can you really get a tingle in your foot? If you couldn't I would be wasting my time, and the many peoples who were there around me? How long more could I go without sleep? I was tired already, my hands automatically moved where they needed to go.
I caught a glimpse of my body guard holding any one who tried to come in back. I called her over.
"You look tired, take a break" I said
"Ma'am, you know that I only take a break when you do." She replied then ran off to stop a streakier.
I got back into the routine. Pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, pull.
Then THUMP, I had hit something hard.
"What kind of digger ma'am?" She asked back
"A big one" I replied, she left leaving me there to contemplate where to start.
I searched everywhere but I could find no clues. I walked back to café to have a coffee till the digger comes and I felt a tingle in my foot, I dint move, it was a patch of earth beneath me, no different looking to the rest but if possible different feeling. I kept my foot there and reached for something sharp, I found a pole jabbed it into the ground so it stuck out.
The digger came past, and there were people already opening the gates. She drove the digger up to me with a massive grin on her face,
"What did you tell them?" I said
"That you wanted to dig" She replied grinning more, she hoped out to let me in and went over to the crowd which had formed around us, they kept their distance but close enough to see what was going on.
I climbed into the truck and looked at the complicated levers I tested one it moved the scoop, another worked the arm and a mass of others did other things I didn't want to try to test.
I pulled the scoop. Moved the arm. Dumped scoop. Moved arm. Pull, push, push, pull with the leavers.
Pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, and pull. Pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, and pull for what seemed ages.
The night dragged on for what seemed ages, people had made banner and there was a massive crowd around us, people cheering me on, thousands of news reporters, flashes were every where from people taking photos of this bizarre event.
I dug and dug and dug, after a while an anti zero space group came up for attention, everyone shoved them away, they wanted to know, had Cassie the animorph, one of the six who had saved earth from doom, gone mad? Was there anything there? How long would she go without eating or sleeping?
To be honest I didn't know the answers myself. Had I gone mad? I though I could of, was I just imagining the object; can you really get a tingle in your foot? If you couldn't I would be wasting my time, and the many peoples who were there around me? How long more could I go without sleep? I was tired already, my hands automatically moved where they needed to go.
I caught a glimpse of my body guard holding any one who tried to come in back. I called her over.
"You look tired, take a break" I said
"Ma'am, you know that I only take a break when you do." She replied then ran off to stop a streakier.
I got back into the routine. Pull, push, push, pull, pull, push, push, pull.
Then THUMP, I had hit something hard.