“I’m not moving another step unless you tell me.” He stopped and looked at Michaels, “You know I’ll keep it in strict confidence.”
Michaels halted and looked at the major incredulously. The nerve! The insubordinate pissant! But, Michaels had started thinking about the situation again and what he thought was going on. He felt fear creeping in again.
“Get in the lift,” He said and grabbed the arm of Klinas and pushed him on. The door slid shut, and Michaels turned to Klinas.
“Strict confidence, you hear…” Michaels started and paused.
“Of course, it’s me we’re talking about here.” He turned to faced the obviously perturbed Colonel. Michaels eyes darted back and forth as if he was in the middle of combat. Something has obviously shaken him up, thought the Major as he stared at the other man. Michaels swallowed.
“It’s The War.” He said, hushed.
“What are you talking about? The War? That was years ago.” Klinas responded.
“You asked me what I thought. When I first saw the display my first thought was The War and I felt like I was there. I don’t know how, but that signal has to do with The War. I think it’s the same being.” Michaels was looking downright paranoid at the moment. Post Trauma went through Klinas’ mind Michaels movements had gotten irregular, twitchy as he paced the lift. He was certainly acting like someone who was in a war. But, let us assume he is correct, how do we prove it?
“The General has ordered some 3 ships from the fleet to be on standby. I think it’s a bad id—“ He was interrupted by Klinas’ loud clap.
“That’s it! We capture it!” Klinas exclaimed! This would be a perfect way to prove the Colonel’s point, or set his mind at ease. For if the Colonel was correct, he hoped The General had a few tricks up his sleeve.
“NO! You weren’t on the frontlines! We can’t come in contact with it!” He was still talking in a whisper which convinced Klinas to lower his voice as well.
“What happened?” Klinas asked. Michaels stopped, he turned to the keypad and pushed the button to the tunnels. Klinas looked at him, his expression, he hoped was coaxing enough to get the Colonel to continue. He was disappointed.
“When you get some free time, access The War archive. Look for ‘Pretense’, I’ll give you access.” And that was it. Michaels was quiet the rest of the trek back to the CNC.