26- Only Just Begun

Lieutenant Sharp

Hours later they were exhausted and laid sprawled on the sand breathing heavily. The three ship’s crew and radio- were all dead.

The young lieutenant had a deep vertical frown set between his eyebrows. Liz was soft-bellied- she wasn’t like them. She hadn’t killed anyone, just thrown them overboard or broken their bones, leaving them.

 Sharp had to be the clean-up guy after her, so the others wouldn’t notice and report back to the commander. There’s no telling what they would do to her- run more tests? Day after day, month after month, year after year like the rest that was locked away? Or end her ‘miserable’ life, as ‘they’ would normally say when a clone was declared useless to ‘them’. By they and them, he meant the doctors and scientists who worked to give him- them the clones, an existence.

Liz might not be able to endure it. This was the reason why she ran the first time.

Sharp was beginning to see just how inhuman it all is. He- they all might be clones…rep