His feet hurt. Questions rushed through his head. How long have we been walking? Where are we even going? The soft pounding of boots somewhere to his front have nearly driven him past typical measures of insanity. He was tired, so he closed his eyes and focused on the rhythmic pit-pat in an attempt to gain at least a measurable amount of rest. To a certain extent, his plan worked--he felt really refreshed when he landed face-first on the damp, stony floor of the cave. The pounding didn’t stop, but he could be sure that he heard her scoff. Fearing he would be left to the darkness, he picked himself up and jogged at an excruciatingly slow pace to catch back up.
Bird Man opened his eyes to blinding light off in the distance. For tunnels carved under a mountain, there’s an outstanding amount of bright light. He didn’t like caves anymore. Then, Bird Man noticed something. The light was drawing closer, closer! Quick, get out! Bright lights equals bad! Flashbacks to the Lab where he was cloned surged through his mind, taking hold of his judgment as well as his instincts. Instead of triggering a natural “flight” response, however, Bird Man screeched out “BIRD MAN IS NOT A MOTH” at a frequency of about 16 thousand hertz, forcing the woman guiding him to retreat to his …show more content…
“This is the way out. Leave. Leave and never return to this place. Got it?” It was evident that Bird Man had sufficiently angered the woman, so he attentively nodded. She sighed. “Alright… There’s a heavy jacket in here you may have to combat the cold out there. It won’t protect you completely from the 70 kilometer winds, but you should be okay… Now get out of here, before you give me another conniption.” With that, Bird Man was kicked out of the cave, left in the dense snow with nothing but the thick jacket clutched between his sharp
Bird Man opened his eyes to blinding light off in the distance. For tunnels carved under a mountain, there’s an outstanding amount of bright light. He didn’t like caves anymore. Then, Bird Man noticed something. The light was drawing closer, closer! Quick, get out! Bright lights equals bad! Flashbacks to the Lab where he was cloned surged through his mind, taking hold of his judgment as well as his instincts. Instead of triggering a natural “flight” response, however, Bird Man screeched out “BIRD MAN IS NOT A MOTH” at a frequency of about 16 thousand hertz, forcing the woman guiding him to retreat to his …show more content…
“This is the way out. Leave. Leave and never return to this place. Got it?” It was evident that Bird Man had sufficiently angered the woman, so he attentively nodded. She sighed. “Alright… There’s a heavy jacket in here you may have to combat the cold out there. It won’t protect you completely from the 70 kilometer winds, but you should be okay… Now get out of here, before you give me another conniption.” With that, Bird Man was kicked out of the cave, left in the dense snow with nothing but the thick jacket clutched between his sharp