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What Happened to the Soldiers. With Amanda. A Conversation with Dan Miller.
ButallspringandsummerI’vebeenhearingArrowheadProject,ArrowheadProject."
"Butthesetwo,"Isaid."Christ,Ollie,they’rejustkids."
"TherewerekidsinNamwhousedtotakeears.Iwasthere.Isawit."
"But-whatwoulddrivethemtodothis?"
"Idon’tknow.Maybetheyknewsomething.Maybetheyonlysuspected.Theymusthaveknownpeopleinherewouldstartaskingthemquestionseventually.Ifthereisaneventually."
"Ifyou’reright,"Isaid,"itmustbesomethingreallybad."
"Thatstorm,"Olliesaidinhissoft,levelvoice."Maybeitknockedsomethinglooseupthere.Maybetherewasanaccident.Theycouldhavebeenfoolingaroundwithanything.Somepeopleclaimtheyweremessingwithhigh-intensitylasersandmasers.SometimesIhearfusionpower.Andsuppose...supposetheyrippedaholestraightthroughintoanotherdimension?"
"That’shogwash,"Isaid.
"Arethey?"Ollieasked,andpointedatthebodies.
"No.Thequestionnowis:Whatdowedo?"
"Ithinkweoughttocutthemdownandhidethem,"hesaidpromptly."Putthemunderapileofstuffpeoplewon’twant-dogfood,dishdetergent,stufflikethat.Ifthisgetsout,itwillonlymakethingsworse.That’swhyIcametoyou,David.IfeltyouaretheonlyoneIcouldreallytrust.
Imuttered,"It’sliketheNaziwarcriminalskillingthemselvesintheircellsafterthewarwaslost."
"Yeah.Ihadthesamethought."
Wefellsilent,andsuddenlythosesoftshufflingnoisesbeganoutsidethesteelloadingdooragain-thesoundofthetentaclesfeelingsoftlyacrossit.Wedrewtogether.
