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THE AQUEOUS TRANSMISSION. MIKE EYE
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isbn 9781499902440
Автор произведения MIKE EYE
Жанр Шпионские детективы
Издательство Ingram
And indeed it was.
She closed her Eyes and briefly meditated on her escape.
Other than her magical golden dress, it was Magdalena’s trusty spear that was her prized possession. The demoralizing lance had also been crafted from the fierce filaments of the almighty Solaria, and had been, more than Once, handed down to her as a ferocious, inhuman aid in the brutal combat that would inevitably befall her throughout her travels. It was fashioned from unadulterated iron crystal that had been extracted from the center of the Earth. As such, it worked intrinsically with the bleeding planet’s core, and the edge of it always remained perfectly sharp, having embroidered jagged teeth toward the top-end of it. In essence, the enchanted staff was really a sacred scepter that, through the sanctity of Solaria, ceaselessly sought secret sanction with its specific possessor, entrusting itself with, whom in this case was, Mother Magdalena. This was a most awesome power with none other like it, and it had the miraculous ability, along with the application of two other star-gate Tools, to tap into the sacred Black Hole Sun of the Inner Earth chambers, providing the Mother, along with her formidable, fulsome dress, with the utmost protection and guidance on the surface of the densest of planet environments she may happen upon.
And now, from where she stood, feeling great fear, the Mother mindfully folded down her epiglottis to block her air duct, lifted opened her Eyes, and directed her gaze toward the ship's hatch, paying no mind to the flight deck. Gripping her mighty spear tightly, Lina took in a deep, putrid breath and then went for it. She galloped awkwardly toward the hatch as fast as she could across the surface of the sloped cabin, her body in pain, the odor unbearable. When she got there, she grabbed the wheel at the center of the hatch. Heaving, she used all of her remaining strength to spin the wheel to its extremity, then pounded on the button to the left of the hatch, which was supposed to open it. But, alas, as she had suspected, the hatch was jammed.
"FUCK!" she cried out and started pounding on the door as if it would give way just because she pounded on it.
The stink was repulsive. Lina whimpered in pain. And just as she began to think up new ways of how she could escape the downed spacecraft, a very flustered Lina started to feel wafts of heat blow by her. Slowly lifting open an Eyelid, she snagged a peak at some smoke drifting by and instantly became petrified; the level of anxiety she was wrought with rose several notches and the back of her neck grew instantly damper.
Feeling completely overwhelmed at this point, Lina realized that if there was any chance for her to make it out alive, she needed to break free of the hysteria that was starting to grip her and focus her mind at least somewhat on what it was that she was trying to do.