Chapter 3: Invasion
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Logan slammed his fist on the desk, "Damn!"
Bling walked in, "No luck?"
Logan answered shortly, "no."
Bilng told Logan, "why don't you go visit Cindy or something? You have been trying to get into that security file all night. Come on let it go, if Manticore is getting together those last few DNA files, let them! You can't do anything about it. Come on, go outside or something man, you need it." And with that Bling walked back into the kitchen to tidy up.
Logan knew that Bling was right. Ever since he had gotten word that Manticore was getting back on its feet, he had been sitting inside for days doing nothing but trying to see if the rumer was true. It was pointless, he knew, to be sitting inside for days and nights on end with no sleep trying despertly to solve a problem that he didn't even know if it was really there. Logan sighed, he was tired, but didn't feel like sleeping.
He finally decided that he would infact head down to the post office and meet Cindy and Herbal. Ever since Max's death Herbal, Cindy, and Sketch, had grown fond of Logan. They accepted him as a close friend now and they usually went down to a bar after work. But Logan hadn't been talking to anyone for days now except for Bling. Cindy had tried to call, but Logan refused to pick it up. He had to find out if it was true. Was Manticore really recovering from the DNA sabotage only three months before?
Thinking of that, Logan grabbed his jacket and headed out the door. Down the road Logan walked. All around him he heard people shouting out things that they wanted to sell. He heard cars back fire and the scent of transmission fluid and garbage was in the air. Ever since Max had died, Logan always noticed that bad things in life. No longer did he notice birds singing every now and then, or kids playing in a play ground. Only the negative was seen in his eyes and had been seen for three months.
Logan looked up at the run down post office. Although it didn't look like much on th e outside, but everyone knew that inside was a place full of people. Busy people that were regularly yelled at by their boss Normal. Logan smiled and walked inside.
"Hey Logan!" Sketch was seen from the back waving., "come on, we were just about to call you! Where have you bin man?"
Logan smiled once more and merely answered,"I've been working."
Herbal came aroud from the back of one of the lockers and patted Logan on the shoulder, "Hey man, sometimes you need a break alright? Heh, you need to get out more man."
Logan gave a short laugh. Sketch then told Logan that it would be about ten or fifteen minutes before they could go anywhere. Logan agreed and took a seat by one of the lockers.
BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP
Logan took his pager out of his pocket. Noticing the name and message, looking around, he quickly got up and walked briskly to the pay phone. He dialed the number. A voice broke over the phone as soon as it had rung.
"Logan, Manticore Sweepers. They are coming, me and Krit are coming to meet you. Where are you Logan?"
Logan answered, "the post office."
The voice replied, "alright, we are about two blocks from there. We will be there ASAP."
CLICK
Logan hung up the phone. Syl and Krit were coming. Logan hadn't seen that pair since Max's small memorial that was held. Logan hadn't even had a chance to say good bye to them either. Of course he knew that that was how these Manticore people were. If you see them you were lucky to even talk to them for about an hour. Not Max though. She was never like that. But he couldn't think of that now. He had to tell Herbal, Cindy, and Sketch what was happening. He had to. He looked up at the clock, he had been standing there for almost five minutes. Just asLogan was about to go tell the trio what was going on, it happened.
Men in black army suits came from every direction, gunfire shots rrang through the air. The soldiers had arived. People screamed, most hit the ground. The men in black suits blocked every entrance. No one could get out, or in. Logan turned around and saw Cindy, Sketch and Herbal being hurried away from the center of the crowd. This was odd, Logan thought, seeing as most of the people and workers were being marched to the middle of the room. A voice broke through the air,
"All right, all right, I'm going! I'm going!!!"
Normal, the post office boss, was being placed along a wall with Cindy, Sketch, and Herbal. No one had noticed where Logan had gone. Although right when Logan was about to step out of the back hall way and attempt an escape, he felt a gun tip on his back.
"Go on! Get along that wall!"
Logan knew not to argue. He raised his hands and walked slowly to the wall as instructed. Along with the small group already there. Cindy quietly asked Logan,
"Who are these people?"
Before Logan could answer, Normal put his two sense in,
"Oh it is probably just a standard stick up."
Logan interupted, "No, I don't think so. Look, notice how well these people are moving? As if it was planned. They are way too organized. As if they are in a military branch. Also, why would these people separate us from the others, line us up against a wall like this? Normal, I think they are going to execute us."
A pause.
Cindy said, "you, you, you mean Logan, are they going to kill us?"
Logan answered, "It seems that way."
Herbal finaly said something, "Logan, these people, are they from, are they from Manticore?"
Logan ansered shortly, "yes."
