210 days without incident
Covered in grease and humming the tune from the brady bunch, Ben Baxter takes a drink of his Kale juice smoothie and inhales a deep soothing breath before continuing his off beat whistle. the quiet of this town took him down the best possible path mentally. Tranquil landscapes on the ride into work everyday, quiet work in the giant building, and he could research his own condition and be around the science of radiation that he loved, no matter how many times it burned him.
"Braxton? We need you in the reactor chamber, spilled coffee all over the console." Frank says wiping the coffee from his lamenated employee tag. The five o'cock shadow, the mundane tie, the bald head. He had too much in common with Homer Simpson.
"Sure, Frank. I'll be up in a minute "
"Hurry up, it's leaking intot he circuits and protocil says we might need to drop the rods in the event of an earthquake if it scales of a 6.1 on the rictor. "
"Earthquake...? When does Michigan get Earthquakes?"
"Since an hour ago apparently. Nobody i the building felt it but it was pretty notable on the news. Then again this town's so small me pissing in the lake would be an historic event. Anyways lets go. My extent of quick clean ups is synonymous with the bounty mans."
"Alright, do me a favor and go get the mop out and the cart. I'll be up in five more minut--"
A giant rattle shakes the bottles off of the shelves in the basement and even pops a few of the older pipes out of place.
"What the hell was that?!" frank asks, now on the upper stairs with his ass on the ground
Ben rolls his eyes and smacks his chest, "Where am I right now Frank?! Let's check it out, get the door."
Frank stumbles up and slides his pass card in the door panel, but it doesn't work "Dohhhh...damn it. The swiper is busted, must've came loose with some wiring. You any good with electronics?"
Ben stands behind him and looks at the panel, putting his glasses on and popping off the panel with a screwdriver. "I can, but it'll take a while."
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