Forgotten Rust: Chapter 18

FR Falling Tub

Miles turned and ran.

It was nearly the last thing he ever did. A flash from Kappy’s gun illuminated the switchback in front of him moments before he plunged over the edge.

He barely registered the drop as he turned and raced on, his fear propelling him.

In his mind’s eye he could see the metal surging up towards him, reaching for his feet. The crashing, grating shriek was so loud that his skin crawled and ached, waiting for the touch of scything metal. Continue reading