Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 79 - . Soldiers

While until now, I had already experienced the impossible, while I also had a vision of a garbage place that didn't look like earth in the future, now and only now, it finally sunk in.

This was not just about me, this was about the world.

The guys had to skip school and get themselves weapons and some special training—no idea what exactly, but they had to be prepared. Damn, so much time was already lost.

And regarding my grandma... if she had been at her home, she was now definitely in the hole, most probably dead.

Ice-cold fear gripped me just thinking about it. The picture of what should have just been a hole, was so devastating, that I felt somehow uprooted.

If you can't even trust that the earth will continue to carry you, then what the fuck can you believe in? It was deeply unsettling.

I was again pushed in the direction of the tent. Looking back, I saw Henry just as bewildered looking ahead, meeting my eyes when he felt my gaze. He nodded slightly, as if again confirming with me that this was the real deal, the apocalypse that had only just started.

I flipped the coin while I was brought in the tent, getting nothing more than pictures of the guards' monster-deer counterpart—no black coin, neither regarding this world nor a parallel world.

The coin, however, had changed in his original looks. The hands that were covering the mouth of the woman had widened their fingers so that I could peek at her lips. The corners of her mouth were raised. Chills came down my back just looking at it.

The guard pointed for me to sit on a field bed, and I followed, Henry sitting beside me before Hugh could say or do anything.

A blonde woman in military clothes came over,

"They have to go down, why are they injured?" She looked at the guards, and received no answers, making her groan.

Taking a little stool, she sat before me.

"I am a doctor, don't worry." She touched my nose.

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"Not broken, just far too much blood, don't worry." I nodded slightly, starting to worry because she emphasized for me not to.

She stood up and took a few paper towels, making them wet before coming back.

"I'll do it myself." Seeing that she attempted to clean the blood on me up herself, I raised my handcuffed hands.

She nodded and went to look at Henry's wound, the bloody guard was meanwhile ignored.

I noticed that the other prisoners, Baldies and the one with hair, got bodycams, that were strapped in front of their chests, fixated on their backs.

"Don't take them down." The soldiers implored them, and I sighed. Were electronics a thing down in the hole, or weren't they? Pick one.

Still cuffed, they were also robed with belts, and some mountain climb gear.

"Ask him, don't just eye him constantly." Henry's annoyed voice sounded, and I turned to him. The doctor was in the middle of disinfecting his forehead, and he was furrowing his brow.

"Is this...your real eye color?" The doctor was flustered at being called out, I hadn't even noticed her 'eyeing' me.

"It is not." Henry answered for me, though he was the one having asked her to speak to me.

The doctor seemed a bit disappointed.

"Contact lenses?" She asked, while continuing to disinfect.

"Yes." Henry spoke, and I raised my brows at my dog acting up and lying about.

I had wiped my face and was now blood-free, my nose not even hurting anymore. Maybe some little nose vessel or something had burst. Better to go down in that hole without a fat nose plaster because a bone was broken. I also didn't want a boxer's nose to match my red eyes.

"The last two! Get ready," Mustache bellowed, and the doctor stepped aside.

Henry and I stood up, and got the same things on us, bodycams and mountain gears.

We were led outside together with the baldies, the soldiers had taken over, and the guards stood back. Every one of us was led to the hip-high iron fence, but with a major distance to each other.

The closer I got, the more I saw from the darkness that seemed to reach endlessly out to the horizon.

They had put thought into it, I'll have to give it to them. If they let us down together, from the same place, the baldies would sure have tried to attack me while we were descending.

Henry narrowed his eyes when he noticed that we were separated, while I thought if I had any fears of heights, but I don't know. Being let down into darkness was at least saving us from seeing how high we exactly were, on the other side, it had its own kind of horror. Like putting your hand inside a box, without knowing what was inside.

From flipping the coin, though, I already thought to know what would wait for us. Our monster-deer counterparts. We can kill them through their eyes, this was more information that anyone else had.

When my soldier and I were in front of the iron fence, he spoke to me.

"Don't take down your ankle monitor or bodycam. Don't fight each other. For every crime you commit down there, you will be convicted. If you die, you and nobody of your relatives have any rights to–"

"I know." I said with a long sigh.

"Let's get over with it. Won't you uncuff me? Huh?" I shook my hands in front of the soldier, who gave me a glare, before reaching for the key.

Finally uncuffed, through with injuries that had not yet healed on my wrist and ankles, I was more than happy with the task. At least I would not have to feel judged by the monster deer down there. They would probably eat everyone equally.

I flexed my wrists, when the soldier took down the backpack he carried and gave it to me.

"Dry rations for a week, water for two days." He said, and I nodded. I opened the backpack and broke into laughter when I saw they hadn't even given us a knife, or any kind of weapon.

"What?" The soldier yelled at me, unhappy with my reaction.

"You military guys should know there are monsters down there. Should I suffocate them with a protein bar? Splash them with water?" I tilted my head at him.

Like this, it was better for me anyway, being the sole one to have weapons on me through my ability. Still, I somehow found this treatment a bit upsetting.

The soldier looked at me strangely before fixing a rope on my belt.

"Go down. Now."