The Less Interesting TimesOn the Bleeding Edge

2010/02/12 He’s With the Rest of Them Now

“How long has it been missing?” “He’s been out of contact for almost three years but he completely slipped out of sight only last winter. Don’t worry, we’ll get him. He’s a tough little bugger.” The face plate slid off with a horrid scrape of plastic against sand. The explorers looked around at the desert landscape, their suits a pale shade of red, only from exposure. “What does the MGPS say?” The first explorer asked and flipped the mounted binoculars in front of him, scanning the terrain. The second explorer checked his display for the MGPS marker. “Thirty two degrees off north and ahead forty five meters. We should be right on top of him.” They moved across the indicated line, the first explorer switching through different viewing modes. “Should I look for an energy signature or is it too late for that?” “Wouldn’t hurt,” The second explorer shrugged as much as he could in the tight fitting composite suit. The first explorer began searching for an EM field. “I got a spike!” He said almost immediately. “It’s faint but it’s straight ahead! It must be him!” The spot from which the EM spike originated was what, from first inspection, looked like a covered up sand pit. With careful consideration, the explorer knelt before it and started pulling away the layers of red dirt with sand blowers and brushes. Since it was only a few months ago that he was completely concealed, he wasn’t long to uncover. His straight head Continue Reading →