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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!

 

Foreign

 

    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…