XXI
InstinctUpon the eerie revelation the mulks had turning back from the city, Tom decided a scouting mission was in order.
Two hours and a hike through dense woods later, Tom dropped his kit in an out of the way corner inside the main pyramid chamber and squatted down to dig out his water bottle. Dropping back onto the paved tiles, he took a long drink and then another before digging out a protein bar. Chewing steadily (really the only way to eat the damn things), he surveyed the large room and the industrious changes made while he'd been out scouting.
Worktables and work lights had been set up, the latter connected to cables running out to solar gennies parked outside. Squints milled around, some of them coming, some of them going and all of them giving him a wide berth.
Tom really
