Warning Team A2, the second team, of the possibility that retrieving the coffin and continuing on their original route is a trap. Prof. Tenorio rallied the mappers of each deployed team from certain districts. Questioned them what the paths are and hypothesized an alternate course.
Bearing this warning, the team configured their intended route from estimating the alternate maps. Received through the suggestions of Prof. Tenorio and the deployment captain, the likeliest path they can assure to trick and sneak around the Primer is through cramped passagew
Hi guys!Nate here~Just here to randomly greet a happy new year!!!https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/95176676^work by @pansikoseri'm thankful for all the good 2021 has brought to me~especially getting to finally write this novel. may next year be forgiving enough for everyone to finally breathe without fearing of anything. more chapters to enjoy. perhaps a new novel to focus on? i'm going to post a few updates soon on my Twitter when i get the chance, right now i'm still in a bit of struggle and rut for things. artistic wise.to all readers, thank you for reading my first online published novel. it may be weird to say things about starting, but it's fun to write. somehow, in the near future, i hope there will be reader comments soon! that's not exactly my goal, but it would be nice to get a few.please do pass by my Twitter, even if i'm not much online.
Reporting their progress each passageway discovered proved fruitful. Along with Prof. Tenorio’s convenient ability for spatial imagination, each corner with an obstacle becomes easy to tread on with his guidance. Cluing him on how the room looked, like a walkie-talkie guess game, figuring out the doors was a feat they thought would take Team A2 ages to traverse. In cases where they find the entryway diminutive, the option to travel over the outside is always an option.Their escape became a mouse throwing off scent from the cat. The new rout
Before they could retaliate with their bullets, the creature lurked over the kids, grabbing a few in its clutches. The children at the back successfully scurried in the confines of a nearby building to hide for safety. The ones near the alcove were unlucky to be unable to run away. Either way, their intent to help went down the drain. The Primer took a few more kids to its grasp, voices of fear echoing between the building.Scoffing at the distressed echoed voices, the Primer leaped back to climb into a part of a condominium, leaving a fading echo
The whirring sound from the motor of the coffin filled the vehicle. A burst of wind escaped the tiny vents under the container, smelling a kind of antiseptic. The mask he wore didn’t hide the feeling of light fumes staved off by the winds outside.The armored truck’s interior is painted all black with visible scratches showing all sorts of stories it could tell through its experience. Both sides sport seats and pull-out ones on the door at the very back. On the pull-outs sat two escorts donning their dark visors and stiff mask sitting
“Ugh, I just convinced the old coon here to let me back in G-city so we can get more funds to deploy men and better materials for all the DPW projects. Now we have a new DPW detected? Is god playing a joke on us?”On the side of Patraika and Prof. Tenorio, their background was rumbling metals and rocky shuffling.&ldq
Hi, Nate here!Hi, Readers! Thanks for following through my chapters and update. I'm here to say that I will be on a long hiatus this January for personal and health reasons. The start of the year 2022 is rocky for preparations to continuing SBOF. There are still a few more chapters to go through before the end of this book, and it's not as happy a journey.I'll be honest, I'm struggling writing a bit. I'm lining up a new story to write for this year, but will debut around the third quarter. Unlike SBOF where I write real time, or almost.Anyway, I will be resuming the story on February. Sorry for everything, and I hope I could properly continue the chapters.*crossfingers*@AcrimonyNate
Chapter 12Another night passes for the house of Darmstadt. With the addition of four mouths to feed and the lucky location where almost no danger comes, no dark-creature lurks, they’ve come to spend the coming hours on edge but feeling reasonably safe. Piling on this feeling of safety is the looming quest to restock their supply of food. Since they aren’t leaving any time soon, Lena figured a few of them could look around each house and see if they’ve got stocks to help them.None of Lena, Berns, Perri, and Horaz know what happened to the rest of the residents in the surrounding houses. Honestly, they couldn’t care much. Berns only knows what happened to her family. Tragedy filled her mind enough to forget the rest of the world, why she had no time to think of others beyond the bounds of the house.Lena prioritized her communication with her children using her smartphone with barely any signal that she lost in
Perri knew some of the people they passed by. One house belonged to the office mate of her father. The balcony of their terrace out on their backyard looked broken with furniture strewn. She wasn’t sure what happened there, but the destruction didn’t bode well. Not that they all had the time to check on every house.She did stop when she saw children outside of their house, a touch of relief to see kids safe despite the surrounding abundance of chaos. Absent from violence in the eyes of just curious young ones felt like a sudden burden if she isn’t thinking much on the bearing of the situation.An urge to help them kicks in without hesitation. The children are the only reason she yields to provide aid, but the parent’s caution keeps them from giving it. Shooing them at sight, discreetly, or blatantly shouts without regard whether they are seen or not from the noise to alert the creature. The kids or parents who knew Perri or Horaz only nodded in