“Wow! Stale air.” She pulled her head back. A bright light flickered into the cave from the vault.
“Electricity!” That surprised me. “The papers said there might be some form of power remaining. I hardly believed it. Ninety years!”
“What exactly are we looking for?” she asked. “A weapon?”
“The papers aren’t exactly clear.” I felt embarrassed not knowing how to answer. “Some kind of energy weapon. Something that kills at a distance.” I guessed the librarians would rather we didn’t know all the particulars. Except to destroy it.
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