Groom Lake Facility – 2626 A.D.
The sirens blared and echoed through Apocalyptis. Sadie fought the urge to stop, huddle, and cover her ears as so many others were doing
instinctively. Even the earplugs didn't help shield the shrieking blare of those sirens. They reverberated off the metal walls of the facility and
amplified the sound to a deafening roar. Sadie would not be brought down to her knees. She kept moving through the corridors as quickly as she could
manage. Everyone depended on her. She had to get to the control room and open the air vents to section D of the facility.
Section D. The thought of the injustice about to be perpetrated on those people by the Council of Elders was inexcusable. Section D was the area in
which the “undesirables” were sent to segregate them from the more productive members of society. However, revolution was brewing in that cast off
section of the facility three levels down, and Section D housed some of the more dangerous members of their underground society. With the drums of war
beating on their underground bunker walls, those in charge were itching to end the threat.
“Sadie!”, someone said from behind her as she moved around people huddled in the corridors. “What are you doing? Get down and cover your ears,
it may not be a drill!”
Sadie ignored the person and kept moving swiftly towards the control room. She'd knew that the control room would be evacuated, as she had set the
sensors to indicate a fire in that section of Apocalyptis. With her security clearance, she could open the air vents and be gone from the area before
anyone was wiser. Of course, when the section D inhabitants continued to survive, the Council may suspect foul play, but hopefully, their move to the
surface would already be underway. They all wanted a chance to live, and if going to the surface was their only chance, every single man, woman, and
child in section D was willing to take the risk. Sadie was willing to take the risk, but she had a different direction in mind. She wanted to go down
further, into the forbidden sections of the facility. She had to know what happened to her parents, and if they were still alive.
Apocalyptis. For five centuries, the human race huddled and survived massive Earth changes on the surface, by moving to underground facilities. Those
facilities, connected together by long underground tunnels, were humanities salvation. However, many of the connecting tunnels between the facilities
collapsed during earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and a multitude of other calamities that can occur over five centuries of time.. This left, their
section of the underground spider of tunnels, cut off from the rest of the different underground fallout facilities. In the beginning, their facility
was named for the area in which it resided under. Groom Lake. However, Groom Lake Facility – soon became Apocalyptis for the underground survivors.
When they were separated from the whole of the underground network of bunkers, their fated doom was sealed. This was when the younger generations took
to calling their tomb – Apocalyptis. That was 71 years ago, and today, only the eldest of citizens still referred to the facility as Groom Lake.
When she neared the sealed doors that led to the corridor of the control room, she reached for her card to override the locks. “Sadie!”,
Councilman Rick March exclaimed, when the doors slid open. “What in the world are you doing in this section?”
Sadie covered her shock at running into Rick March by feigning relief. “I'm head of security, Councilman March. I was coming to this section to be
sure everyone is cleared from the area. You shouldn't be here.”
The councilman seemed to relax after studying her in concentration for several moments. “It's a false alarm. They were tripped expertly, and we have
our top computer analysts in the control room now, trying to backtrack the source of the hack. Your not assigned to security in this section, Sadie.
Your assigned to Section D.”
“Yes Sir”, Sadie agreed readily, an easy excuse issuing forward from her lips. “As you know, my sister Sarah works in the control room as one of
those computer analysts. I couldn't sit back and not be sure she was okay.”
Rick March nodded, his several chins jiggling with the motion, seemingly satisfied with her explanations. He motioned for her to follow him down the
corridor and into the control room. She followed the round, short, robust man, feeling a sense of defeat and dread for those poor souls in Section D
she had failed to save. “She was the one who detected the hack. Your sister Sarah, I mean. You and your sister are invaluable assets to this
facility. We are most lucky your grandparents were visiting this section of the underground facilities seventy years ago. I'm not sure we could get on
as we do without your families genius here to help us through. Your parents have kept this facility running, when it should have died a slow death
three decades ago.”
Sarah! Of course it was Sarah that foiled this carefully laid plan. Sadie fumed as she followed the councilman into the control room. The alarms
ceased, as if on cue, at Sadie's arrival. Sarah was receiving congratulations from several people in the room, for a job well done.
“Well,” Sarah said, “I've only managed to turn off the alarm and reset the system. I still don't know who was behind it but I do know why.”
Sarah and Sadie's eyes met at that moment, and Sadie knew – that Sarah knew.
“What were they trying to do?” the councilman asked, looking at the computer console for answers.
Sarah's answer was a shock to Sadie. “Well they did it. They opened up the air shaft to section D, and left it open. I cannot remotely access it to
close it. Somebody will have to go to Section D and manually seal the shaft and reset the controls at that end.”
“How in the hell is that possible? To access those controls, you have to be in this room or in the forbidden sections of this facility. The only
people who have been in this room, are those present.” Jack Mallory, head of security to this section of the facility, asked in anger. “Section D
is filled with criminals and their ilk. They were scheduled for euthanasia, and now they are alive and potentially leaking radiation into the facility
with that open air shaft.”
“Outside radiation has decreased to insignificant levels over the last two centuries, Mallory. The open air shaft poses little risk to us today. No,
the real concern is why was the shaft left open. Are they trying to escape?” Councilman March asked.
Sadie knew that was her cue, and she was so taken aback by the events that had unfolded, she thought of little else but to tell the truth. “The talk
of Section D has been revolution, for decades now. It brought them to the point where they were set to be exterminated. I think it's likely that is
exactly why the shaft was left open. The shafts all have ladders that lead up the 1/2 mile to get to the surface. It's likely, some of the strongest,
are already leaving the facility.”
“But that's madness!”, Mr. March exploded. His round, pudgy face several shades of mottled red. “The surface may not be radioactive anymore, but
everything on the surface is destroyed. There is no life up there, nothing to survive on, nothing to eat.”
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