Beacon Of Light: Episode one (The ultimate post apocalyptic sci-fi thriller serial) Read Online Free PDF

and I certainly find it incredibly fictional,’ the detective says as he bends over the interrogation table and looks Mrs Novik square in the eyes.
    She remains still, unmoved by the harsh words of the interviewing detective, yet an evident sadness is present in her eyes. It’s a sadness that engulfs her spirit and makes the world seem colourless. She’s still struggling with the grief of her husband being dead after all these years of pointless hope. A hope in which she thought that maybe one day she would see him again. That hope was shattered today, when her husband’s corpse was dumped on her lawn after ten years of him being missing. In those ten years she never thought that her husband was dead. She figured he faked his own death considering the suicide letter he left her with the anonymous corpse that was believed to be him.  She knows he’s dead now, and the fact that the authorities are blaming her for his death is nothing short of torture in her eyes. She loved her husband… she loves her husband .
    ‘I don’t know what you are talking about. I was at home, I swear!’ she screams in a fit of rage, a rage that is born from circumstances, circumstances in which she finds herself in at that very moment in time. She can’t go to prison for the murder of her husband. She just can’t!
    ‘In my eyes Mrs Novik, I see a desperate woman. A woman with no remorse. The type of woman who would not only take the life of her husband but also take the lives of three morgue workers, all in the name of protecting your tracks and getting away with murder. That to me Mrs Novik strikes me as cold,’ the detective snarls as he sits down across from her, tapping his fingers on the cold interrogation room’s table. Each tap of his finger seems to be echoing off the walls as his voice grows deeper and deeper in tone. Mrs Novik’s mind is racing at the thought of her future. Will she be able to convince them that they have the wrong person?
    ‘Honestly, I swear on my children’s lives, I did not kill my husband. I’ll take a lie detector test for god’s sake, just let me prove my innocence,’ she cries
    The detective smiles a cold smile, one peppered with distain.
    ‘You don’t need to prove anything Mrs Novik, I think you have proven enough already’

Fifteen
    Ray is running through the empty street he once lived on. His apartment block is in the distance behind him as he rushes through the now near deserted street. A few cars remain parked near the sidewalk. A quick thought of him breaking into a car and getting out of the city pops into his head. He decides against it and continues. He runs past a group of people arguing who seem to be in just as much of a panic as him. All of them are showing the same symptoms as Ray. A blinking red light on each of their right arms. Ray doesn’t stop, he continues to run. No one on the street pays much attention to Ray; they seem to be more preoccupied with themselves. Ray is preoccupied too, but he seems to be amazed at the lack of attention anyone is paying to him. Usually the people of New York will stare a hole into you, but today that seems to be far from the truth.
    He continues to run unopposed by the loitering men and women on the street. Not one person has asked him for help, which he is glad for seeing he is only interested in going underground. The constant thought of him escaping is the driving force behind the energy is he feeling. Not too long ago he felt sluggish and non-coherent, but at this moment in time he feels as if he has a new lease of life, a new found drive. Seeing people blow up and self-combust around him has made him eager to go underground. He figures that he will be safe underground. He stops dead in the middle of the street. A quiet soothing wind falls across his back as the blackness of the night reflects off his skin. He swivels his head around, trying to catch his baring’s. He remembers that the metro is a good two miles from this street. He’s