14: War of the Worlds

DANNY ADENIRAN
Several questions were very active in Danny’s mind right now.
Where was everyone? Not just the students taking part but anyone?
Did no one live in this city? And what city was this?
Why were all the streetlights out?
Why did they look like something out of Masterpiece theatre?
Why were all the houses dark?
And had he just stepped in the biggest pile of crap he had ever seen?
He knew the answer to the last one.
“Do you want to join a session in the danger room?” Mr Drake had asked him. Of course Danny had jumped at the chance. He had seen how impressive this space was during his induction. It was like those holo whatsit thingies on that Star Wars series on telly his Mum had liked watching. He hoped that this room didn’t go wrong as often as the rooms on the HMS Enterprise did.
Something flaring shot overhead and it took him a moment to realise that it was one of the students.
The red headed girl… Andrea? Fire Storm?
Whatever.
Danny took off at a run along the darkened streets, if she was heading that way then so was he. There was enough light to see the where he was going, so he didn’t run into anything.
A cart. Another cart. Yet another big pile of dung.
Man there was a lot of crap round here.