Part III- Authorities Chief Carlyle March 10th, 2031. 0715h. Morning here in the outskirts of Deertrack is certainly a great deal quieter than it is back where I live in the Twin Cities. I awoke almost twenty minutes ago not to the sound of my cell phone’s programmed alarm, or the shouting of neighbors heard through paper-thin walls, or the sound of angry motorists laying on their horns with the kind of white knuckle rage that belongs almost exclusively to those human beings whose only available outlet for aggression seems to come while they’re behind the wheel of a vehicle. No, what awoke me was the stillness of this place.
Fire Drill Part 3.0- Chief Carlyle
Fire Drill Part 3.0- Chief Carlyle
Fire Drill Part 3.0- Chief Carlyle
Part III- Authorities Chief Carlyle March 10th, 2031. 0715h. Morning here in the outskirts of Deertrack is certainly a great deal quieter than it is back where I live in the Twin Cities. I awoke almost twenty minutes ago not to the sound of my cell phone’s programmed alarm, or the shouting of neighbors heard through paper-thin walls, or the sound of angry motorists laying on their horns with the kind of white knuckle rage that belongs almost exclusively to those human beings whose only available outlet for aggression seems to come while they’re behind the wheel of a vehicle. No, what awoke me was the stillness of this place.