Follow Orders
From Create Your Own Story
Two weeks later, you are on the bomber that will fly directly over Rouen. Before it reaches the city, however, you will drop out of it without a parachute. You will be back on your feet minutes before the paratroopers reach the ground, or so they tell you. The seats inside of the bomber are in two rows facing one another, one against each wall. They were installed in the bombers specially for the purpose of dropping humans out of them instead of bombs, a design learned from the Italians, who were known to drop infected animals from planes into populated areas. The splattered meat would then fly hundreds of feet, contaminating entire neighborhoods in a day, and entire cities in a month. The gruesome thought of splattering against the ground like that flashed across your mind only briefly, but it was present. You stepped up into the plane alongside ten men and another Synthetone, a Wisp wearing a gas suit. These suits were initially designed to keep bomb removal units safe from noxious and/or corrosive fumes emitted by the bombs, but in the case of a Wisp, it was meant to keep the gases inside, to protect the Wisp's allies from its toxic excretions.
The Wisp sits far from the human passengers. He appears to show no sadness at this isolation, but it was impossible to really tell through the gas mask. The human soldiers whispered to one another. Your exceptional hearing allowed you to pick up that they were worried that something might punch a hole in the Wisp's suit, leaking the poison into the cabin, killing all of them. and they don't even know what to think about you. The plane is about to lift off.
