LOGINFor Darcy Freeman, her life changed in an instant when she found herself in the past. The future, her present, was ruined. The world had become a mess. Now, venturing out alone, Darcy is determined to find out what is happening, but more importantly, what is happening to her. Arriving back to her present, she is shocked by the brutality of the future. Faced with a formidable enemy, Darcy can trust no one, and yet, she is determined to find out where she truly belongs and when she finds out the truth, it will change everything. Fighting for survival in a shattered world, Darcy must be stronger than ever, because only she can save her world or die trying. Who is Darcy Freeman?
View MorePatricia Vile sat upright in her bed and looked directly at the lens of the camera that was standing upright on the floor. A technician held up his hands and started counting down with his fingers, until he reached one, then he pointed at Vile. The red light of the camera came on.
Kyle looked across at the number of soldiers walking slowly toward the front of the train. That persistent nagging filled his mind. He had a chance of saving these people. He looked back at Darcy. He had a chance of saving his friends. Was she really his friend? Kyle’s programming was telling him to finish his mission. Surrender and bring Darcy and the others to Vile. That was his main objective. But Something was telling him not to. Save these people. Save your friends. Kyle had decided. He would prove his loyalty.
The weapons fire was relentless. The security trucks were intensifying their attack. Kyle gasped when he saw Lesley vanish, along with the compartment and called out the big man’s name, but it was a waste of breath. Kyle thought about jumping out to help Lesley, but what could he do? Lesley might be dead and with the repeated weapons fire, Kyle could be hit too. He had to move on toward the others. A whoosh shot by, missing the train by inches. Then another blast and Kyle was gone, running hard, breathing quickly. He was determined to reach the front of the train. He then heard the eruption. He felt the shudder. Another carriage had been destroyed. One by one the
‘How are you feeling, Darcy?’ asked Jones, handing her a bottle of water. ‘Get this down you, it will help.’ ‘Thanks,’ groaned Darcy, gulping the clear liquid down her throat.