Megohblister
MegOHBlister
They built the underground chamber well reinforced with concrete to the depth of
three miles into the center of the earth. NO steel girders were used. They did not
wish to be trapped when the atomics started dropping from the sky. They putt three
tons of food within reach for everyone to survive. Radiation suits with water in
drums to be used only in the event of the end of the world. They even used double
doors like saloon doors which could not lock them inside. But they forgot what could
happen iff Murphy is in charge. The SILO for this is the right title of this thing the
SILO for this is the designation of this thing the SILO drifted above them only 17 feet
away but it could not have been worse it could have been 17 miles for there were
no equipment down there for them to tunnel up or out. The spokesman for the
group turned out to be the worst the nerves evident in the strain of her voice there
is no reason left to us. So now we will die here entombed no one could foresee this
problem the concrete silo above us has drifted into the earth trapping us
underground for the rest of our lives. Which recourse will not be much longer now.
The lifer PFC Hice stepped up to the dirt floor roof just above them he took his
shovel from his pack then he began to dig slowly at first then faster faster he pulled
the dirt from the opening letting it fall behind him uncaring he begins to turn the
tunnel to the west to begin his task of getting to the concrete Wall of the silo.
NOTHING else matters now to most of them they sought out ways to help him. He
turned over here he is to sleep then wakes to begin the shovel urging the others
taking turns to come up behind him with the bucket then drop the dirt into the
kitchen or the stove they filled up every free spot in the effort to conserve room they
intended to win this fight for survival now. For where there is one free Man there is
hope for the others. It took too long to get the concrete tower open. They found
them there one September. They held open the tower door for the Prime Minister of
the world. He took one look to the Man on the tunnel floor. He smiled. It is my son.
He died he gave his life upp here down here trying to get them out he was trying to
save them. He brought him out into the light only to bury him further. Such is the
power of men. Such is there intelligence. One huge MegOHBlister.
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