Saturday, April 19, 2014

Highway IIII

We approached the city near the 24 hour mark. The buildings stretched far above us. It seemed like they were never ending as they shot up into the sky. The desert disappeared behind us, leaving behind a great big blank nothing all around. 

As we pressed on, the highway behind us erased itself from existence as well.

Their excitement didn't show any longer. They only had the residual determination left to keep going. They wanted an ending, and by God, they'd be getting one. I only wanted out. At the pace we were going, I didn't think I'd get that. I felt like it was the end. 

"What happens once we're inside of the city?" They asked.

"We have to reach sanctuary."

"How does one do that...?" The professor asks frustratedly. 

"One doesn't do that. That's the city's will. If it wants you to reach it, you will. We must earn its favor. You both must care to remember.... we are not in control."

And just as I said that, the highway below us cracked, and then everything collapsed.

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