Chapter 7:

Earthquake

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Me and June explored the the rest of Mayor's Income. June was looking for metal in the dump. It was a giant pile of trash and it reeked of sulfur. I was just waiting for her to finish. Then... there was a shake, a rumble in the ground shook me off my feet. 


June was trying to stay up right, and almost fell off. She was at least eight feet in the air. Then the weirdest thing came out of the ground. A human hand. My heart froze. The hand came closer to the pile of trash. It shook the pile and made June fall four feet into the hand. June was shouting and trying to make the hand let her down, but it was no use. If she jumped, she probably would get injured.

"Let go of me! Let go, you psycho!" She said.


"June! I promise I will save you, but trust me. Let the hand carry you into the ground. I promise that I will come get you." I said clenching my fist. 

She nodded and stopped fussing, and I saw my best friend, my only friend, descend into the ground. I sat there, taking in all of the trauma I had witnessed in the past 20 minutes.Then I saw a old man in a light green checkered shirt with light blue jeans. He held a cane in his right hand. He had sort of a limp. And looking down, he was wearing Nikes. He limped over and sat beside me on the bench.

"What's the matter, sonny?" he said, looking at the mass destruction.


I paused. I wanted to say what do you think? But instead I said, "You might want to call the news, sir."

He looked at me for a long while, then stood up, and called a number. I couldn't hear the other side of the phone, but I heard him say: " Hello! I would like to request a news van to witness the thing we've been looking for. The you-know-what with you-know-who." The rest was silent. He hung up and looked at me.


"There you go, kid. Good luck." he said, solemnly walking away. 

I was intrigued. Why did he say good luck? What are the news really like around these parts? There was no way to know but to wait for them to show up. They showed up five minutes later. Van and everything. There was a queer expression on the lady's face. She was a brunette, with a light purple shirt and pinkish pants. Her earring were... robots? Yeah. I think so. The camera man had no hair on his head, but he had a black beard. He wore a dark blue jumpsuit with red straps. There was a sound woman, who supplied the microphones. She was a blonde and also wore a dark blue jumpsuit. And a whole crowd was there waiting for the broadcast to start.

"Three two one," the camera man whispered.


"Hello, people of Mayor's Income! My name is Jackie Jones and I will be your news anchor in place of my coworker, Anthony, who had some.... issues. Today we will be talking about a remarkable phenomenon that happened this afternoon. According to this young man over here, a hand came from the ground, grabbed its victim, and went back into the ground. Tell me more about the ground splitting earthquake!" Jackie put the microphone in my face. " there was a giant  hand that  came out of the g -ground and t-t- took my best friend ."I started stuttering at the end. The lady smiled at me and said. 


"Looks like this little boy hit his head!" she laughed and looked at me, kinda creeping me out.

"Later tonight, we'll come to the heart of Mayor's Income to look at the harvest fair! For now, let's move on to Bob! Have a great day!" She said patting me on the head.

"And... Cut. Clear out everyone, expect you short stack," the camera man said, pointing at me. A couple minutes later, everyone cleared out. 


The camera man and the sound woman packed up the supplies. The news anchor walked closer to me. I started backing away from the lady. She just kept coming closer until she got me in a corner. She restrained me, clinging to my legs.

"Let go you crazy woman!!!" I said.
She snapped her fingers, the camera man and the sound woman helped her compress me down to the floor.
"Let me go!! You're all crazy! Let go!! What are you trying to harass me?! Let me go, you crazy people!"

"Oh. You must be mistaken." the camera man said in a sharp voice.

"We're not people." The sound woman said with a soft voice.

"We're robots," the main one said.
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