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Tunnels 04, Closer

Tunnels 04, Closer

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Autoren: Roderick Gordon , Brian Williams
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odd luminescent orb, it had a somewhat monastic feel.
    And as the Styx waited in line in the corridor, they could hear furious shouting from behind their master's door. Finally a young officer from the Division emerged. Blood had spilt down the pale skin of his face from a cut on his temple, but he kept his eyes resolutely before him as he marched along the corridor.
    The old Styx was still in full flow, even though now alone. "I will not tolerate failure on this scale," he raged, as he heard a high-pitched sound and then a clunk from the burnished brass pipes on the wall behind him. He leapt from his chair and went to one of the pipes, opening a hatch in it to extract a bullet-shaped cylinder. He unscrewed the top, and took out a roll of yellowing paper, which he quickly unfurled.
    It was from the Scientists, and what was written on it only incensed him further. "NO!" He slung the message carrier across the room, only this time there was no one there to be struck by it. "NO!" he yelled again, sweeping everything from his desk onto the floor. "NO! NO! NO!"
    His young assistant appeared in the doorway, clearing his throat to announce his presence.
    The old Styx had his back to him as he shouted, "We lost half our lab facilities in a single hit... and now my worst fears have been confirmed. That bloody man Drake also fumigated and wiped out the source of any new virus in the EternalCity. Why can't we find and kill him? Why is there never any good news?"
    "I think we might be able to help with that," Rebecca Two said, as she and her sister stepped into the room.
    The old Styx wheeled around. He didn't smile and there was nothing approaching relief on his face as he saw that his two granddaughters were still alive, but his eyes glistened with anticipation.
    "Do you want our good news first, or our even better news? Rebecca One asked, s she sat in the chair on the other side of the desk. "Let's start with the good news," she said matter-of-factly, as she took out the vial of Dominion virus and placed it on the now empty desktop before him.
    The old Styx nodded. "And even better news?" he inquired.
    "We have a brand new army at our disposal. They're called New Germanians, they've had several Dark Light sessions, and they're ready for deployment," Rebecca Two answered. "Here's one I prepared earlier." She clicked her fingers. Captain Franz entered the room and stood smartly to attention. "There are oodles more like him -- thousands, in fact. And we also have control of their air force and naval fleet, and all the hardware you could want to mount a full-scale land war. Some of it's rather time-expired, but it's reliable enough."
    Rebecca One spoke up. "We just have to work out how to get it all up here. It's in the center of the planet, where there's another world," she explained.
    The old Styx nodded, as if nothing he was hearing, even the existence of an inner world -- came as a revelation to him.
    He took a breath. "First things first," he said. "I see the virus on my desk, but I don't see a second vial. Where's the vaccine?"
    Rebecca One grimaced as she held up her thumb and index finger, keeping them apart by a whisker. "There's a teensy weensy bit of bad news, but we didn't want to fall into that 'good news, bad news' routine."
    "No," Rebecca Two said, as she took a couple of steps across the room, then spun daintily to face the old Styx. "The vaccine vial was supposedly broken and its contents lost. But when we thought it through afterwards, we realized that Will or Elliott or both of them might have glugged it down -- most likely Elliott, as she was unaccounted for when we first arrived at the scene."
    "We're not entirely sure about this, though," Rebecca One added. "But if the half-breed or that idiot do have it and they somehow manage to get it into the right hands, say to Drake, th--"
    "We know precisely where Drake will try to take it, so we should do some forward planning," the old Styx interrupted, waving his young assistant over to him.
    "Oh, and we offed Dr. Burrows, so there's one less fly in the ointment," Rebecca Two said, as an afterthought.
    "Fine," the old Styx replied distantly, as he wrote on a piece of paper and passed it to his assistant, who scuttled out of the room. "Now go back to the very beginning. I want chapter and verse on this new army of ours."

    * * * * *

    The journey up the subterranean river went without event. For much of the way Will manned the outboard, while Elliott acted as pilot

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