This is chapter 23 of my novel, Foreign. I post a new chapter each Friday. If you’ve missed any previous chapters, you can check out the archives here. Don’t forget to subscribe to my blog so you can get every new chapter delivered right to your inbox each week. And spread the word if you like what you read.

 

Foreign

 

    “Dude! Wake up!”

    Mark awoke to Justin’s voice in the same dim yellow light he remembered the night before. It was an eery feeling. He had no idea what time of day it was. The Pit’s lack of sunlight was already messing with his internal clock after sleeping just one time.

    “How long was I out?” Mark asked, sitting up in the bed.

    “No idea. But I do know that last night was great, wasn’t it?” Continue Reading…

 

 

This is chapter 22 of my novel, Foreign. I publish a new chapter each Friday at noon. If you’d like to catch up on previous chapters, you can check out the archives here. To make sure you get each each right when it comes out, subscribe to my blog in the upper right corner of this page. That way you won’t miss out on any updates. If you like what you’re reading, spread the word. Enjoy!

 

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    Mark toyed with the idea of taking out the solitary guard, but he resisted the thought. This man obviously trusted the strength of his one guard to dismiss all the rest… or he trusted Mark and Justin.

    Justin sat up next to Mark and yelled over the loud music, “I’m fine. Thanks for asking, by the way.”

    “Sorry I didn’t stop to see how you were. In case you didn’t notice, we were being groped by a bunch of guards when they took off your helmet.”

    The large man interrupted their bickering with a bellowing shout. Although they couldn’t understand what he said, he garnered their attention anyway. Then his second guard had returned. The man motioned from the guard to Mark and Justin, and the guard approached. He held a tiny device that looked like a hearing aid in each of his hands. He gave one to both Mark and Justin.

    Without hesitation, Justin lifted his hand, as if he was going to throw the device away.

    Mark reached over. “Stop! What are you doing, you idiot?” Continue Reading…

  

This is chapter 21 of my novel, Foreign. I publish a new chapter each Friday at noon. To read previous chapters, go to the archives here. If you want to stay up to date, you can subscribe to my blog and you’ll get every new chapter right in your inbox. Spread the word about Mark and Justin’s adventure as they try to escape from Tielmetra.

  

Foreign

 

    Mark wasn’t sure whether they would fight or run. The only thing about running was that they had nowhere to go, but they hadn’t challenged four people wearing Tielsuits before. A third option came to him as everything on his suit was shutting down, and all the flashing lights displayed in his visor disappeared.

    Maybe we should surrender?

    He looked to Justin for some indication. Justin was still on the ground by the panel they had kicked in. He wasn’t moving. His Tielsuit had lost all its finish and some parts looked like the metal had lost its original shape.

    The four guards surrounded them. Standing a few feet away, the guards spoke with unintelligible words. “Qut uk nu? Qit nu uk ut then?”

    My suit is toast! Continue Reading…

 

This is chapter 20 of my novel, Foreign. I publish a new chapter each Friday at noon. To catch up on previous chapters, check out the archives here. If you want to stay caught up, make sure to subscribe to my blog in the upper right corner of this page. That way, you’ll get each chapter delivered straight to your inbox. Please also spread the word about Mark and Justin’s journey. There’s still much more to come.

 

Foreign

 

    In the two and a half seconds that followed, Mark had just enough time to see that there was indeed an outcropping of metal that below him. His only hope was the the metal would be stronger than the inner wall of the city or his fall would be much longer than desired.

    To his relief (and pain), he found the metal of the open heat exhaust vent to be adequately sturdy. It funneled both of them into a dark corridor where they crashed against an interior wall.  Continue Reading…

Chapter 19 – Flushed

July 3, 2015 — 1 Comment

 

This is chapter 19 of my novel, Foreign. I publish a new chapter each Friday at noon. If you have missed any previous chapters, you check out the archives by clicking here. Subscribe to my blog and you’ll get each next chapter right in your inbox every Friday. Don’t forget to spread the word by liking the page post once you’ve finished it. Enjoy!

 

Foreign

 

    “Dude! I can’t believe you just punched through that wall! That was so sweet! How did you know you could do that?” Mark was blown away.

    Justin’s answer was short. “I figured the metal in our suits was better than the metal in the wall.”

    The utility room was pitch black with just a portion of the dim light from outside pouring in through the hole. What they couldn’t see, they certainly could smell. Their Tielsuits must have been equipped with an air filter because after a few breaths the smell instantly vanished.

    Justin swore. “I can’t see a thing in here.” Continue Reading…