“Plane?” Anna guessed.
“Very good,” Evelyn said excitedly.
“It works?” Anna asked.
Anna found it hard to believe anything that old could still defy gravity. Although, she did admit that this plane looked to be in good shape. — Wait! Who am I to judge?#AmEditing #WritingCommunity pic.twitter.com/MyXiqEBKZY— Evelyn Chartres (@EvelynChartres) December 14, 2020
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That statement got Anna’s attention. Whatever she proposed, had to involve a different mode of transportation. However, if it were not over land or water, what options were there? Anna could not imagine how traveling underwater would be faster.
“…submarine?” #AmEditing pic.twitter.com/6XEF6VbThr
— Evelyn Chartres (@EvelynChartres) December 14, 2020
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Without any other choice, she took in a deep breath which sent water shooting straight into her lungs. The reaction confused her, her mind registered a growing sense of unease, bordering on panic, but that waned once her physiology adjusted to an aquatic state.#AmEditing pic.twitter.com/7T2nSJLSYI
— Evelyn Chartres (@EvelynChartres) December 13, 2020
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Anna was handed what remained of the lock’s body and saw the individual finger imprints that deformed the brass. She tried to do the same, to dig in, but despite the existing damage nothing changed.
“How?” Anna asked.
“Girl power,” Evelyn said with a giggle.#AmEditing pic.twitter.com/UF4pcefVra— Evelyn Chartres (@EvelynChartres) December 13, 2020
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Evelyn had known about Essa, or at least suspected for the better part of their journey. Anna desperately wanted to ask why the subject never came up, to lash out at being kept in the dark, but the answer was obvious. – She didn’t want to relive the pain of losing her. #AmEditing pic.twitter.com/CTCvZYshND
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…this led her to wonder if she was eating some sort of extinct animal.
“So, what are these?” Anna asked.
“Rations,” Evelyn said. “Prepared long ago and stored for situations like these.”
“How lo—” Anna asked.
“You don’t want to know, ma chère,” Evelyn replied.#AmEditing pic.twitter.com/4qZGiRF7IN— Evelyn Chartres (@EvelynChartres) December 13, 2020
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“Why… dark…”
Those words left Anna drained, and the reality of which surprised her. Then again, after that level of exertion, followed by a nasty fall, one had to expect a price to be paid. — So why am I so numb?
“It’s night. It comes early this time of year.”#AmEditing pic.twitter.com/IXPkzZZa8b— Evelyn Chartres (@EvelynChartres) December 13, 2020
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This scene reminded Anna of being submerged in deep water, where phosphorescent light did not reach. Before excitement took root, she realised that her lungs were still taking in air, which precluded any chance of being underwater.
‘Aww fuck.’ #AmEditing #WritingCommunity pic.twitter.com/NeIgzfLWA1
— Evelyn Chartres (@EvelynChartres) December 13, 2020
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