Chapter Two In The Thrones Of Despair
Mulder could hear voices near by. But not to close for where he's hiding under neath the small draw bridge. The waters some what chilled. Even though for himself. He'd no choice in the matter at this point. Trying to stay calm. While letting the soldiers move off into another direction.
He was able to hear some one order. To leave and look into another sector.
"Affirmative. sir." He said to the commander. Before moving off and getting into his military vehicle. While the other soldiers as well climbed back in.
"Advised sector two. We weren't able to find the F.B.I. agent Fox Mulder. Project needs to moved to another location sergeant." The commander announced getting inside the front seat taking a smoke of his cigarette and placing it into the ash try in front of him.
"Yes. Sir." He whispered before leaving with his orders.
Taking a few moments. All three of the military trucks leave the area. For where Fox Mulder was hiding out.
He waited. Until they were completely gone. In order for him to try and find his way back to his own vehicle. Hopefully he's going to be able to contact Scully and Skinner. In order to advise them of the situation.
It's going some time in getting back. With the sun setting some time soon. He needed mostly to get out of his clothing. Or else. He's going to be catching a cold from being inside the waters and the change in weather temperatures.
He's been in this type of predictament before. And he needs to be totally careful with his movements for now on. Until he's able to get back to civilization.
He immediately started of at a slow pace. Watching his every movement. While his adrenaline running on high octave despite spending the time inside of the waters underneath the draw bridge.
And he knew exactly what the commander had meant by. When he'd said about the project needed to be moved. This project what ever it was. Mulder knew this wasn't a good thing. No doubt with what ever evidence remained. Will certainly be moved to another location or destroyed completely.
His instincts telling him. All of the evidence no doubt will be destroyed. Depending on what his wife find's out with the autopsy. One thing for sure. He knew. She will no doubt be worrying a great deal. Especially when A.D. Walter Skinner hasn't heard a word from him in quite some time.
But first thing he needed to do at this point. It's survival. Or else he wasted his time with coming this far to investigate the military installation.