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Hello Dear Reader! It’s
that time of year again. The leaves are
turning, temperatures are changing, and Halloween is once again upon us. Today is Halloween, time to take the kiddos
out to Trick-or-Treat! Today is also my
daughter’s 16th birthday! It’s
hard to believe that it has come so quickly!
Happy 16th Birthday Chesney!
This is also the time of year when we embrace the suspension
of disbelief, and have a tale of terror from the Query Processor. If you want to see the previous tales, here is Tales from the Query Processor and Tales from the Query Processor II. I hope you enjoy.
The Plan that Will Not End
Q.P.
If I had known this was the last time that I would ever see Sid
I would have given him better advice. Maybe
I would have given him something at all.
Something better than the flashlight and the map.
Let me start over. I
don’t know that he’s dead. We haven’t
seen him in 4 days. Most trips take seconds,
long one’s minutes, very long one’s hours.
No one has ever been gone this long.
No one has stepped up to take his place, a good indication that he might
not be dead. Nobody is looking for him,
at least not that I can see. As we stood
there on that dark night, it seemed simple.
So very, very simple. When I don’t
know something I have to guess. Sometimes my perspective is obstructed. My view isn’t sufficient. I always guess the same thing. One.
That’s my number.
We’d all done it before.
We’ll I hadn’t. Sorry, I forgot
to introduce myself. My friends call me
Q.P. I’m the map maker. I make a map of a place, tell people where to
get things. It may sound simple, but its
not. I don’t do point A to point B. I estimate proximities, how long something
should take, the best route, what to do under specific conditions. I guessed one. Should
I not have guessed one? There’s
load, location, and the gateway that should be used.
The Gateway. It’s a
special threshold that we have to pass through.
It ensures that we are ready for the load about to be placed on us. Sid went through the biggest Gateway there
was. It stopped him at first. Took us a couple hours to get everything calibrated
correctly. The map was a long one. If my normal plans are a between 2 to 5 in
difficulty, this plan was an 800. We
knew that going in. That’s why he went
through the Big Gateway. Waiting for him
to return, I can only imagine what’s going on.
Was there more than one?
SID
Hello my name is Sid.
I don’t know how long I’ve been gone, but here’s what I can tell
you. I’ve been running. Since I passed through that last gateway and received
my grant I ran. I ran straight into this
nightmare.
I turn down one corridor and it leads to five more. Sometimes a hundred more. Sometimes thousands more. Behind every door there is more and more to
grab, more to strike, so much more. This
plan is useless at this point. I don’t
know what Q.P. was thinking. I’ve been
hacking and slashing my way through this mess.
I’m exhausted, but I can’t stop now.
I’ve got to keep running.
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Last night I stopped for a moment, went serial and just
focused on one thing. Thought I could get
a bit of a rest, but I turned a corner.
Where there should have been one there was one. One million of them. I’ve never seen a horde of so many Zombie
records. Yes I’m supposed to return with
300. But nobody told me how many I
would have to fight off to get there.
Simple run. Heh. That wasn’t the
first million that I’ve faced either.
I only got 120 with me so far. 120 out of 300. I’m trying to put together some actual
numbers. If I make it out of this, we
need to know what the difference is.
Something went horribly wrong with this plan. No backup is coming, and if I’m lucky we won’t
be swallowed here.
The first 5 that I got came along easily. Everything was good. Three steps out on the plan things started
going sideways. We went to a simple
structure. One record inside, the plan
said. We walked in and looked
around. We heard them before we saw
them. There was a low moan that started
traveling like an echo. This was not an
echo. Echo’s don’t respond to one
another. Before long it was reverberating
and echoing. We could see the first
movement in the darkness. We were not
prepared for this, so we ran.
We circled back. That
structure had a basement, a lower level, a parking garage, and a sub
structure. Our only choice was to run
them. They followed us down the loop,
into the parking structure. They are not
smart, if there is no match to guide their way they will spill out of the
darkness like a thousand scurrying insects in every direction. We made it to the edge and climbed up. They spilled over the edge like a dark
waterfall. There were no screams, no
help me I’m falling, just that moan and the sound of impact. We circled back down looking for survivors
only to pick up more. There are no
weapons around us. We have no choice but
to keep running as our only offense. We
did the same thing, over and over again.
The only thing the map gives us is a view of the structure. I think there is a better way to do this, but
I don’t know how to edit the plan. Not
when we have to keep running. It took us
hours to find the next 3. Hours for 3. We were lucky not to be killed. We’ve cleared 100 structures at this point, 200
remain. We’ve got to find the rest and
get them out. Almost halfway done. Don’t get killed.
I hear them now. I
have to run.
-Sid
Happy Halloween Dear Reader!
As always Thanks for stopping by.
Thanks,
Brad