I’ve been quite remiss about Sunday Snippets recently. I’m sorry.
I’ve been in an editing frenzy finishing my novel Fire in the Woods (This week I will start working on the query. Yay!)
I’ve also been doing edits for my publisher for Paper Wishes.
I haven’t gone back to think about Henry at all, and it will probably be a little while before I get there. But in the mean time, here is the next page from Optimal Red.
As a refresher, Henry just left his house to go meet his soon to be wife. His Mom prods him to make sure the new Misses gets pregnant tonight. As Henry walks, he remembers his recently deceased father. Here’s the next page!
As Henry approached the lifts, a woman with sandy blonde hair stood from her desk and greeted him with a brilliant smile. “Good morning, Sir.” She held out a smoky glass pad. “Identification, please.”
Henry reluctantly placed his hand on the panel. Before today, he’d been considered a minor, and one of his parents would have given their identification. He’d never placed his own palm on one of the devices. A tone sounded, and he drew his fingers back.
“Happy birthday, Sir,” The woman said. “One moment please, and I will fetch a lift to Sigma Central.” Her fingers tapped gracefully across her console.
“Do you know what I should do when I get there?”
“There will be another guide to meet you when you step out. No worries, Sir.”
The large silver doors behind her split apart, revealing a small square room encased in silver and glass, not much larger than a lavatory. His footsteps created an echo as he strode inside.
Trepidation fluttered within Henry’s chest as the doors closed behind him. What would happen? Would the walls move? Should he touch one of the buttons?
The floor seemed to fall out from beneath him. He cried out as he grabbed the wall with one hand, the other reaching for his stomach as is muscles bottomed out. He whirled in the car, and jumped away from the glass window as he passed down through an open area of tall trees and plants. The room expanded beyond his field of vision, and then disappeared as he fell into another cement expanse.
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