Kimberly's Run
Captainkodak1
Prolouge
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His hair was matted with sweat, his left knee bloodied where he had skinned it in his scramble over the brick wall. Down the road and into the darkness he ran, past the mesh fence fronting the industrial nursery.
Veering to his left, he raced across the bridge that spanned the river. Once on the other side, he ducked between two office buildings that faced the street, making his way down the alley behind the office on the right.
Gasping for breath, he slumped down behind a refuse bin and slid down to the cold, wet, trash-covered concrete to rest.
The flower-shaped crystal in the palm of his right hand was flashing red and black. As he watched, it turned coal black. He laid his head back against the brick wall and tried to focus.
It was only three hours ago he started to run. Only three hours.
Footsteps! Someone was coming. The man crouched and chanced a quick look around the side of the trash bin. A lithe figure was cautiously picking its way down the alley.
SANDMAN!
Panicking, the man dashed off down the alley. A blue flash lit the alley as a pop and hiss sounded in his ears. The ground to his left exploded in a white flash. He dodged to the right then feinted left out of the alley and down the street.
A second pop and hiss preceded another explosion on the wall just above his head. The man turned down another alley to his right and came to a halt. In front of him was a brick wall too high for him to climb. He had reached a dead end.
The clinking of a glass bottle compelled him to turn around, to face the figure that had followed him down the alley.
Backing up, he turned his head side to side, hoping beyond hope that he could find an escape. Hoping he could find Sanctuary.
The figure raised its weapon. The mane of hair was silhouetted by the streetlight behind. The weapon started its whine as the figure adjusted its settings.
A HOMER!
The man stared down the barrel of the gun to see two cold green eyes staring back at him. He heard the pop of the gun and his world disappeared in a flash of light. He felt raw, blinding agony as his body was burned, ripped, and unraveled.
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Sometime in the future...the survivors of riots, overpopulation and pollution are living in a new society. A young society. A society run by computers.
Here in an ecologically balanced world, mankind lives only for pleasure, freed by the computers which provide everything. There's just one catch. Life must end at twenty-four.
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Greetings and welcome to the newest story by Captainkodak1. I would like to thank my friend RufusForever for his help and inspiration on this one. The story is based on the book called "Logan's Run" and the 1976 movie of the same name. Some people loved the movie and some hated it. I hope that you will all enjoy this little romp.
Kim and Company are owned by the Disney Company. "Logan's Run" the movie is owned by Time-Warner.
"Logan's Run" the book was written by William F. Nolan and George Clayton Johnson, and originally published by Dial Press in 1967.