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Before Wells floated an armored vehicle with what appeared to be three huge eyes across its lower rim, two green and one red that blinked on and off. Atop its saucer like shape there rested an antenna of some kind that blinked rapidly with energies that appeared to melt in and out of each other. Wells would surely have fared worse had not a helpless dog chosen that moment to appear, see the device, then rush it barking
The device turns its antenna slightly and the blinking antenna shot forth a burst of dazzling red and yellow energies that caught the dog and wrapped around it, highlighting it in a blaze of light so bright Wells had to turn away. When he looked back, the dog was screaming hideously and burned to a cinder.
Wells snapped out of his petrification and ran to the left of the vehicle, where it wasn’t facing. It sensed his movement and the antenna came around to focus on him. He felt rather than heard its ray burst forth and immediately hit the ground and rolled under a parked wagon The rays burst into the gravel near him and seared it so hotly that it all melted together into a lump.
Wells didn’t stop then, he kept rolling and hopped to his feet, then dove behind some brush and began crawling rapidly on his belly between two homes. He heard a whirring sound and dared to look back. The vehicle was slowly rising on a column of blue light and its antenna was aimed towards him.
Desperate now, he jumped to his feet and ran for all he was worth. He felt the ray bursting behind him and ducked behind a building. The ray shot past the building in an arc of searing force that shredded the building in front of him.
Wells sprinted for the Seine, knowing the water was his only safe bet. Instinctively he felt that water would offset the power of the ray. Soon he was to test another of his assumptions
He reached the river edge and dove for the water. A burst of energy struck the water just ahead of him and it erupted in an explosion of superheated gases. Wells struck downwards, praying he could get deep enough and far enough away.
As he stroked for some distance the rays kept striking the water, and rather than being blunted by the liquid, they were amplified. Wells was just inches ahead of a deadly stream of superheated gases. Everything the gasses touched on the river bottom exploded and caught fire, so hot was the force of the energies.
Finally, he could hold his air no longer, and burst to the surface, gasping for air. He floated there, struggling for air, when the vehicle came gliding into view. It was over, he knew. He was going to be with his mother now.
He closed his eyes, expecting the worst.
