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fabric.
    He felt immovable, but somehow strained and
looked around.
    Veronica, where was she? Was she
safe?
    Her safe being concerned him and he tried to
get up. On the other side of the tent he saw a translucent cloth
tied from end to end. Behind it stood Veronica, changing her
dress.
    Jack immediately withdrew and turned around,
but his body felt too powerful. His jerk, which normally would have
turned him by a quarter, now made him fall from the cot. The wooden
cot too banged on the other side and split into pieces.
    “Oh! Jack you are alright. I was so worried
about you,” Veronica came running to him and kissed him
passionately. She hadn’t dressed herself completely. Jack removed
his bandages and held Veronica in a firm grip.
    He looked into her eyes and said, “Veronica, I
love you. I love you.”
    They then embraced each other and made love.
The kisses fell on all the places that Jack could find on
her.
    The night engulfed the fiery passion of them
both.

Chapter 4
    The first rays of sun hit Jack’s forehead. He
frowned and got up.
    “Ah!” he couldn’t open his eyes. An
excruciating pain blinded him. He tried to feel himself and got
below the cot, “Veronica I can’t see anything.”
    He heard her footsteps come towards him. She
smelt ecstatic. For a moment that nearness and warmth of Veronica
made him forget the pain. . “Here put these on.” She thrusted an
object into his hand. It looked like a helmet.
    “What is this?”
    Before she could reply, he heard a thundering
of heavy foot steps come their way.
    Jack got up and put on the helmet. Now he could
see clearly.
    The SWAT team had found them.
    “Officers I think you have some misinformation.
We are students of the college and after the explosion we just came
here for safety. Has the explosion been curtailed. Have you found
out why it happened?”
    A rough cut seven feet muscular man stepped
forward, his gun pointing Veronica’s way, “Why don’t you ask her.
But do it soon because I am going to kill her now.”
    Jack saw at that instant that Veronica too was
wearing a helmet kind of armor.
    “You die today Phoenix,” the muscular man said
and shot. With him all other soldiers fired shots at
Veronica.
    “No!” screamed Jack and for the third time
today dived in between the bullets and Veronica.
    The hum of the firing machine guns ringed in
his ear. He heard the bullets tearing his flesh and entering
him.
    Each of the round of five hundred bullets got
lodged inside his flesh. The blood was flowing like a water
fall.
    The soldiers were reloading now. He felt faint.
In that he heard the soldiers murmur, “HE IS ALSO ONE OF
THEM.”
    Jack frowned and turned his neck. What were
they saying? And why wasn’t he dead yet. Was he dreaming. That
could be the only explanation.
    Then he saw it.
    He had been standing about ten feet away from
Veronica. And he had gotten between her and the bullets before the
bullets had hit her. Not even one had passed to her. How could I be
so fast. And why wasn’t he dying. He didn’t feel any
pain.
    He tried to look around.
    All soldiers seem to be loading their guns
slowly. Too slowly. Their speech too was having a speed
problem.
    Then he saw a fast moving object slice their
throats. Blood spurted again as though defying the normal
acceleration of gravity- Slowly the drops of blood were falling
down, but before that the fast moving entity cracked everyone’s
throat.
    It wasn’t an entity, it was
Veronica.
    The muscular man in front of him was again
moving slowly towards where Veronica seemed a moment ago. But
before that, she went to him. Circled him and punctured him
throughout the length and width of his body.
    The pain seemed to hit him after minutes. He
slumped to the ground.
    She licked their blood and came running towards
Jack.
    She climbed on him and kissed him dearly, “I am
sorry Jack I didn’t have any option and I loved you too much to let
you die.”
    After few hours, sitting by the campfire
Veronica