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The Event: Part four - Adam
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Monday, September 14, 2009. Part four - Adam. Adam blinked, everything was black and his head hurt. There was dust everywhere and he was finding it hard to breathe. There was something pressing on his chest; that was the problem. The world was dark and dusty and his head hurt and his chest ached. Where was he exactly? He screwed his eyes up and tried to remember. What had he been doing? There was somewhere he was supposed to be going wasn’t there? Or some place he was trying to get away from? 8216;Neato,...
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The Event: Part Five - Margaret
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Wednesday, November 4, 2009. Part Five - Margaret. 8216;We found her like this,’ said the soldier. Well. Not quite a soldier. A sergeant in the territorials. ‘Walking around, just like this. Almost shot her.’. The doctor, a junior house surgeon about the same age, looked at the man with tired disapproval. 8216;Were those your orders, to shoot people? 8216;Fucken look at her. Looks like a zombie.’. Nicola Rutlidge barely recognised her life anymore. For instance: it was Friday night. Two weeks ago...Nicol...
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The Event: Part Five - Adam
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009. Part Five - Adam. Adam had been involved in five solid days of clean up, and he was well and truly over it. He and Richard had spent much of the first day digging other people out of wreckage. Right at sundown, when Adam had felt his heart speed up in fear that the weirdness was about to come back, there was instead a blessed noise. A siren. An ambulance. Adam turned, tears in his eyes, to look in the direction it was coming from. 8216;It’s all the dust from the destruc...
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The Event: Part Three - Seth
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Friday, July 31, 2009. Part Three - Seth. Seth was in the water, his hair swaying gently in the ebb and flow of the icy sea foam that pooled around his head then retreated rhythmically. When the water slipped away the roof of the car was covered in stars. No, not stars. Tiny squares of broken glass. Safety glass. And blood. The cold thing in his hand was a gun. The cop’s gun. The one he’d tried to grab earlier. The voice had been whispering to him, unintelligible but alluring. Then someone had grabbe...
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The Event: Part Five - Seth
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Sunday, November 1, 2009. Part Five - Seth. The radio had gone into the trash. The television too. More time, more frantic activity, and then the ceremony. The dawn service for the victims of The Event. 8220;Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to pay our respects to the men, women and children whose lives were tragically cut short…”. 8220;…terrible, inexplicable events of that night…”. It was good to have family. The voice was unfamiliar. Hell, after the silence of the past few weeks eve...
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The Event: Part two - Adam
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Sunday, July 26, 2009. Part two - Adam. Part two - Adam. Adam pressed the ‘end call’ button a smidge too early, the customer had another question that they’d just thought of and Adam had cut them off. He felt guilty but not motivated enough to call them back and find out what the problem was. 8216;What’s going on? 8217; he said to one of the girls from the advertising team, they all looked the same and he could never remember their names. ‘Dolphins again? 8216;Nah, it’s out there see? 8216;No,’ Ada...
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The Event: Part Two - Margaret
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Friday, July 31, 2009. Part Two - Margaret. Her eyes opened, and with bland, animal calm she found herself clothed, curled on a dirty floor and in great pain. Tiny bits of carpet-litter had worked their way into her hair and clothing. Clumps of carpet-hair threaded between her fingers. She waited for thoughts to come. To tell her where she was, tell her who she was, tell her what to do. One of Shona’s children stood pointing a pistol at her. 8216;Blam blam,’ it said. Margaret turned back to it. No questi...
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The Event: Part Five - Robin
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Thursday, November 19, 2009. Part Five - Robin. At the height of Mt Victoria, the creature reached towards the sky. Robin walked under its arching limbs, already overgrown with vines; she had people to meet. At the bright pyramid of the Byrd Memorial she found them, and smiled shyly. “You made it,” she said. Out of the . branches? 8220;Yeah,” Robin said. “I know what you mean.”. Seth was, at any rate, a decent guy at heart, for all his leather jackets and nose rings. Robin had been giving him mainten...
