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Authors: Matt Drabble

Rapture Falls

RAPTURE FALLS

 

 

 

M.S Drabble

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Table of Contents
 

 

CHAPTER I
               
beginnings
             
4

CHAPTER II
             
introductions
             
8

CHAPTER III
             
tall tales
             
19

CHAPTER IV
           
led by the nose
             
30

CHAPTER V
          
   subt
l
e
ty
             
49

CHAPTER VI
            
crossroads
             
64

CHAPTER VI
             
growing up
             
78

CHAPTER VI
             
meet and greets
             
89

CHAPTER VII
           
not so happy trails
             
101

CHAPTER VIII
         
on location
             
110

CHAPTER VIV
         
pride and falls
             
122

CHAPTER X
            
controls are spiralling
             
140

CHAPTER XI
           
nearly there
             
156

CHAPTER XII
         
true natures
             
164

CHAPTER XIII
       
epilogue
             
181

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER I
 

BEGINNINGS

“I
am the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending,

Saith the Lord, which is, and which was,

and which is to come, the Almighty

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Revelation 1:8

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The
grey
Cardiff
landscape lies dull and lifeless
in the
nights
wet winter gloom, the capital city has long since packed away its bustling argumentative shoppers and closed for the night. The neon hum and glow of bar and pub signs pierce the misty rain reflecting in the dirty puddles gathering in the pock marked pavements. It is 3am and only the
darkest
motivations are still scurrying amidst the narrow streets ignoring the hour and the weather
.

The sound of foot
steps echo in the dark herald
a purposeful stride, the man is around 6ft tall, his stocky frame is encased in a padded waterproof coat,
his
hood pulled hea
vily forward obscuring a
dishelved
face. His muddy boots are stomping and splashing along
Westgate Street
hidden in the imposing black shadows of the Millennium Stadium, the man repeatedly turns, whipping his head nervously, glancing around on all sides.

Gerald Wilk
es was
cold,
wet and as worried
as any one man can possibly become without dro
pping dead of an embolism. He was
already
running
dangerously
late, a fact confirmed by every glance at his illuminated
watch;
the soft green glow from the watches light illustrates the stress and worry on his heavily
stubbled
face.

The small
envelope
secr
eted inside his large jacket
weighed next to nothing,
but it carried its own force of gravity slowing his once determined walk to a crawl.
Gerald headed along the dark and des
erted street, his heart pounded and his chest w
h
eezed,
his whole body was starting to emit a rank smell of
sweating
desperation despite the cold night air. The small brown
envelope
was burning a hole through his clothes and into his soul causing a cloak of despair to begin eating him alive.

Gerald wa
s scared, Gerald was miserable and
Gerald felt more ali
ve than he had ever felt before. His body was now moving involuntarily forward, his pace gathered momentum as his final destination grew inevitably closer. Up ahead he could see the
vague
outlines of shapes moving in the murk under the railway bridge. Several hundred yards to the left the city stood in
its
urban surroundings,
civilisation
held aloft beacons of technology and advancement, but Gerald knew that
where he was heading
three hundred yards
may as well have been three thousand years. As he neared the meeting point under the railway bridge
,
he could see the figures more clearly, a non descript dark blue Ford Fiesta was pulled up onto the pavement, at this hour and in the this area of the c
ity
the chances of interruption, or,
as the thought flashed through his mind
worryingly
, help,
were pretty much nil.

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