DEAD SPAC MARTYR PART ONE PUERTO CHICXULUB Part 2 Chapter 13, 14
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DEAD SPAC MARTYR PART ONE PUERTO CHICXULUB Part 2 Chapter 13, 14
13 He was trying to run, but wasn’t getting anywhere. His arms and legs were flailing in the air, but nothing was happening. He couldn’t even feel the ground beneath his feet. And there was something wrong with the air. Every time he tried to breathe it, he ended up coughing, choking. He was slowly suffocating. He looked frantically around him, but on every side it was the same—an endless gray expanse, nothing solid, nothing definite, just he himself, alone, floating in a void, dying. He knew he was dead, but he still, somehow, was. He was floating, his eyes open but seeing nothing, his body turning slowly around and around. There was nothing there but him, but he wasn’t exactly there. He heard something. Quiet, like the sound of an insect scuttling over paper. It slowly got louder. It blossomed into a loud whisper. A human voice, speaking to him. Hennessy, it said. It was a familiar voice. He wished it would speak louder than a whisper so he could be sure about who it was. Hennessy, it said again. He he…
