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adventure,
Space Opera,
Military,
Time travel,
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alien invasion,
first contact,
Galactic Empire,
Space Fleet,
Space Marine
times, his mind picturing her evaporating behind a wall of flame.
"I need to go," he said, coming to a stop. "It's important."
They were trying to stop him. Did that mean he was crazy, as he suspected?
"Why?"
"People will die if I don't."
"How do you know that?"
"The dreams."
"Have you taken your meds?"
"Yes. You're going to die, if you don't let me go."
She looked afraid of him then. She stepped back to get out of his reach. "Are you going to hurt me?"
"No. Not me. XENO-1. It was one ship. It isn't the only ship."
"What are you talking about?"
"They'll come. They'll kill us all."
She looked even more afraid. The stairwell door opened behind her and two security guards entered the hallway. They were big, but not in great shape.
"Reggie?" one of them said. Reggie remembered his name was Jeff. "Where are you going?"
"I'm leaving," he replied.
"He thinks there are aliens coming to get the XENO-1," the nurse said. "He told me we're all going to die."
Jeff didn't laugh. They were used to crazy talk. "It's okay, Reggie," he said. "It's the nightmares. Just a dream, my friend." He was smiling as he approached. "Why don't we head over to the cafeteria? We can get you a cookie and some milk. My grandmother always recommended it for nightmares, and it helped me."
Reggie didn't move. If he were crazy, he should just let them take him, shouldn't he? No. That wouldn't prove anything.
He took a step back. "I need to leave. You can't stop me."
"Look, Reggie, I've seen you exercise in your room at night, and I know you're in good shape, but if I have to stop you, I will."
"No, you won't," Reggie said. "Please, let me go. I don't want to hurt you."
Jeff looked sideways at his partner, who was slowly trying to circle behind Reggie. "We don't want to hurt you either, Reg. Come on, we'll have a drink and then you can try to get some rest."
Reggie looked at the nurse, and then at Jeff. He lowered his head. "Yeah. Maybe you're right," he said softly. "I'm just not feeling like myself tonight, I guess."
"That's okay, Reggie. It happens to the best of us." Jeff tilted his head, motioning to the other guard.
Reggie sighed. He didn't want to hurt anybody. Why wouldn't they just let him leave?
The guard reached for him. He came alive, shifting his weight as he caught the hand, pulling the guard off-balance before bringing his arm back and hitting him hard in the face with his elbow. The guard grunted and fell back, at the same time Jeff tried to wrap him in a subduing grab. Reggie ducked away from it, smacking Jeff's arms aside and punching him hard in the gut, spilling all of the wind from his diaphragm. Jeff doubled over as the nurse stepped aside.
"I'm sorry," Reggie said to her, stepping around the two guards. "Please, just let me leave. I have to find her."
"Find who?" the nurse asked.
"I don't know." He stepped past her, approaching the door.
"Reggie, wait," she said before he reached it. He wasn't sure why, but he turned back. She walked over to him. "There's a storage room on the ground floor. That's where they're keeping all of your personal effects. Everything you had on you when they found you, which wasn't much. Still, if you're going, you might want it."
"Thank you," he said. He hesitated for a few seconds, wondering if he should right before he did. "Am I crazy?"
The nurse smiled. "All of us are crazy, honey. The difference is in the degree. As for you, I'd say you're about average. You never gave me any trouble, so I'm going to miss you."
Reggie looked back at Jeff and the other guard. They were back on their feet, but not about to try again. They didn't get paid enough to be beaten up.
"Thank you," he said.
Then he left.
8
Nobody tried to stop him again as he made his way from the seventh floor to the lobby. He wandered the halls for a few minutes until he found the storage area the nurse told him about. A younger man was sitting behind a small desk, eyes moving left and right as he read