Adam said, “Jason, tell me-” “Don’t call me Jason.” “Dante then. Tell me of your first kill.” “Back in training at the army. A cadet got pushed too far and tried to shoot a drill sergeant. I snapped his neck before he could do it.” “I see. And you were probably rewarded for this action.” […]

Gladys asked Dante, “How the hell did you wind up owning a souvenir store anyway?” “Killed the owners,” Dante said without looking up from the television. “You’re proud of this,” said Adam. “You are delighted that you killed them.” “Sure,” said Dante. “The guy was a cyborg fascist and this place was a front for […]

Dante’s place in Port Nadine was a shuttered souvenir store between a storage centre and a warehouse. Not ideal for bees, but it would have to do. Adam constructed a wooden hive on the roof, again tracing occult symbols, as he had done with the tree in the woods. This new hive entrance now connected […]

“We’ve got more than a day of driving ahead,” said Dante. “The car isn’t in great shape, but I think we can make it. We’ll take turns driving.” “I can’t drive,” said Gladys. “They didn’t teach us that in SecGov.” Dante sighed. He looked at Adam. “And I suppose your Beekeepers are too down to […]

After his vigil in the woods, Adam welcomed the warm shower. Things were going well. His rash actions that brought so much destruction could never be undone, but he could balance the scales. Balancing the scales of his companions was a part of his plan. Gladys Blue feels lost and frightened by the bad she […]