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face like a baby, chubby and kind, but fists like sledgehammers. Then she strode back into the hangar, where she recovered her new scrubs. She quickly stripped out of the gown she was in and donned the scrubs, wishing she had a bra to go with them. Whatever, she thought, then went and found the fire axe.
The dead woman was really dead now, so there was no further need to end her life. Kala walked down the aisle, cracking open the last water bottle and taking large gulps. She passed the big man, who was still standing, and a moment later, as she was leaving the hangar for good, he finally fell over behind her. It seemed strange that she felt an odd sympathy for him. Then she opened the door and stepped out into a world that had been forever altered.
*****
"So this is what the end looks like," Kala said as she made a slow pirouette on the asphalt, "or what it sounds like, rather. Silent."
Exiting the large steel hangar, she had been blinded by the harsh sunlight, it almost beat her into the ground as she stumbled forward on bare feet. She was far from oriented, but after a careful three hundred and sixty degree observation, she determined that she was in the very farthest of the long hangar buildings on the airport’s property. Directly behind the building was a tall row of chain link fence, and a wide access road led over to the terminal buildings.
She continued to take large drinks of her water and circled the building until she found the shady side. It was only a narrow strip of shade.
"That means it's close to the middle of the day."
Kala leaned back against the building. Her head was still swimming and felt as if someone had smacked her with a sledge hammer. Well, being thrown across the room and into a steel cabinet while in the throes of a heat-induced migraine will do that to a person.
Then it started, the most wonderful thing. A breeze, cool and strong, blew across the wide-open airport property. It was heavenly. The fresh air blew across her heat-sick body, rustling the hairs and cooling her skin. The cooler blood was then rushed to her organs, and more overly heated blood was sent out into the capillaries to cool as well. It gave her a near euphoric sensation and she sank to her knees. Oh thank you God, thank you, ... whoever.
She sat quietly, drinking her water and letting her body temperature come down to less dangerous levels. It was during this quiet contemplation that she again noticed the utter silence around her. The wind made noise as it caused friction passing over her ears. But she heard nothing else. It was unnerving.
The sounds of planes and automobiles were gone. She had experienced this while hunting with her father before, far from the city and the highways. That wasn’t what this was, though. This was more profound.
In the woods, in a tree blind with her father, Kala enjoyed the beautiful silence that nature provided, only it was not actual silence. Silence from the things of man, yes, but nature provided a symphony of its own. Kala realized that was what was missing here now - aside from the people and planes. She heard no sounds of the birds and other avian creatures. There were no barking dogs - and not even the ubiquitous buzzing of mosquitoes and bees, which were prolific here in Florida. Nothing at all.
Kala trembled at the totality of it. The DDT protocol they implemented , she thought, remembering what she had overheard two nurses saying early on in her hospital stay. She shook her head at the thought. She knew they were desperate, but... Then she trembled again, and realized that her skin was actually erupting in little bumps. The breeze was cool enough to make her hot skin shiver. She smiled down at her arm, which was pale white and bony from months of neglect.
Kala sighed. Any longer here would just be stalling. Still, she felt an alien hesitation at leaving this place where she had been held captive for months. It had been a home of sorts for her. And while it was
The dead woman was really dead now, so there was no further need to end her life. Kala walked down the aisle, cracking open the last water bottle and taking large gulps. She passed the big man, who was still standing, and a moment later, as she was leaving the hangar for good, he finally fell over behind her. It seemed strange that she felt an odd sympathy for him. Then she opened the door and stepped out into a world that had been forever altered.
*****
"So this is what the end looks like," Kala said as she made a slow pirouette on the asphalt, "or what it sounds like, rather. Silent."
Exiting the large steel hangar, she had been blinded by the harsh sunlight, it almost beat her into the ground as she stumbled forward on bare feet. She was far from oriented, but after a careful three hundred and sixty degree observation, she determined that she was in the very farthest of the long hangar buildings on the airport’s property. Directly behind the building was a tall row of chain link fence, and a wide access road led over to the terminal buildings.
She continued to take large drinks of her water and circled the building until she found the shady side. It was only a narrow strip of shade.
"That means it's close to the middle of the day."
Kala leaned back against the building. Her head was still swimming and felt as if someone had smacked her with a sledge hammer. Well, being thrown across the room and into a steel cabinet while in the throes of a heat-induced migraine will do that to a person.
Then it started, the most wonderful thing. A breeze, cool and strong, blew across the wide-open airport property. It was heavenly. The fresh air blew across her heat-sick body, rustling the hairs and cooling her skin. The cooler blood was then rushed to her organs, and more overly heated blood was sent out into the capillaries to cool as well. It gave her a near euphoric sensation and she sank to her knees. Oh thank you God, thank you, ... whoever.
She sat quietly, drinking her water and letting her body temperature come down to less dangerous levels. It was during this quiet contemplation that she again noticed the utter silence around her. The wind made noise as it caused friction passing over her ears. But she heard nothing else. It was unnerving.
The sounds of planes and automobiles were gone. She had experienced this while hunting with her father before, far from the city and the highways. That wasn’t what this was, though. This was more profound.
In the woods, in a tree blind with her father, Kala enjoyed the beautiful silence that nature provided, only it was not actual silence. Silence from the things of man, yes, but nature provided a symphony of its own. Kala realized that was what was missing here now - aside from the people and planes. She heard no sounds of the birds and other avian creatures. There were no barking dogs - and not even the ubiquitous buzzing of mosquitoes and bees, which were prolific here in Florida. Nothing at all.
Kala trembled at the totality of it. The DDT protocol they implemented , she thought, remembering what she had overheard two nurses saying early on in her hospital stay. She shook her head at the thought. She knew they were desperate, but... Then she trembled again, and realized that her skin was actually erupting in little bumps. The breeze was cool enough to make her hot skin shiver. She smiled down at her arm, which was pale white and bony from months of neglect.
Kala sighed. Any longer here would just be stalling. Still, she felt an alien hesitation at leaving this place where she had been held captive for months. It had been a home of sorts for her. And while it was
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