feel of her skin, plus she was an excellent kisser. She pushed me away, “We can’t do this right now. We’ll be behind schedule.”
“Oh come on,” I placed my hand on her crotch, “we haven’t done it in days.”
She reached down and felt me through my pants, “That’s true.”
I was starting to win her over, but I usually do. She was a sexual being and damn good at it too, just like she was good at everything else she did. As we kissed a couple soft moans escaped from her lips as I resumed gently pecking her neck and ran a hand down her back, onto her hip.
“We’d better hurry up,” Crist said as she put her vest back on and as she stood there with no pants on I couldn’t help but admire. She had a great ass.
I got to my feet and put my gear on. She soon had hers on and we loaded up to leave.
We stepped out of the shack and headed along our usual trail. It was a carefully crafted path that kept us out of the ever watchful eyes of the facility’s tracking systems. We drudged across the scorched and barren landscape with intermittent stops to check our surroundings. The last point we stopped at was a site that held the century old remains of a stone cathedral the town was built around. It had a completely intact and structurally sound bell tower. It gave us a panoramic bird’s eye view of the entire area, a definite advantage as it also kept us out of sight.
We entered the church and looked around for anything we might be able to use. After not finding anything we made our way up the tower and camped out at the top. Crist and I sat in the tower for a little longer that day and the leaking light gave me an even better view of the land further out than normal.
All that light made the scene just a little more depressing as the emptiness seemed to engulf us more absolutely than at any other time. We could see all the way to the compound, it was about fifteen kilometers from our base, which may seem like a lot, but it wasn’t that much for us to walk. It was also the edge of the reach of the surveillance system. Yeah, it was that extensive.
“You ready to go?” I asked as I turned from the view.
“Shh.” Crist had become very still, this was never a good sign. I looked around too and that’s when I saw it. A counter patrol of a half dozen Bloodless, way more than two people could handle and we were lightly equipped. We hunkered down low and prayed we weren’t seen or heard. And just our luck, a spasm caused my arm to move just enough to make contact with the tower wall which sent a few bits of the stone work down to the ground below. This instantly caught the attention of the patrol. Half of the squad split off and headed straight into our cathedral. We were trapped.
It was easy to hear them moving around in the hollowed out holy place as they went through the main level with laser like precision, leaving nothing untouched. At this rate it was only a matter of time before they found us at the top. I tried to get a look at the other three Bloodless walking around the outer perimeter; they were in a spread formation that let them see every side at any given time. Jumping was a no go. Closer the inside patrol got to us as they headed up the first flight of stairs. Soon they would be in the shaft of the tower.
“Shit, look!” Crist whispered as softly as she could. It was futile as the Bloodless inside quickened their pace up the stairs. I looked over the edge again and saw three headless, convulsing bodies on the ground, stacked in front of the main doors.
“What the fuck?” I stood up to get a better look and to try and see who had eliminated them.
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