Chapter 6: Keeping Watch
Back in the dark alley, surrounded by the unconscious and dead forms of his men and blood oozing from a head wound, the former leader, called Cap, of the group that ran into Kaylee lay unconscious. Blood from his nose dribbled into his mouth, causing him to cough and sputter every so often. He lay there, slowly dying for hours.
Several men dressed in all black came down the alleyway. They took crouched positions with automatic weapons swiveling in all directions, scrutinizing every shadow. In the center, with an unbreakable air of confidence and authority, a tall man stepped forward. He wore full black clothing, but behind the crescent-moon and star on his shoulder lay faint etchings of an eye. This was the mark of the Inquisitor, the individuals who watched over the proceedings of Haven and its Citizens.
"Inquisitor Gottfried," a soldier stepped forward. "This is the last group we found, sir."
In a voice layered with bands of steel, he said, "Bring the survivors. Leave the dead." The group of men grabbed the unmoving forms, picking up Cap and one soldier. Gottfried squinted into the darkness for a moment longer before turning on his heel and striding after them.
Cap drifted awake as he bobbed up and down on the shoulders of one of his fellow soldiers. He fell roughly, dropped as they reached the large elevator. His stomach churned as the lift rose, bringing him and the rest of the survivors out of Old Haven. He passed out again.
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