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    Legacy: The Awakening
    Legacy: The Awakening
    Legacy: The Awakening
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    Legacy: The Awakening

    By Kurt Petrey

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    In search for a future, humanity must face the darkness.

    For fans of Battlestar Galactica, Stargate Universe and Dark Matter comes the first episode in Legacy, a fast-paced, action-packed, and gritty sci-fi series, by author Kurt Petrey.

    A group of strangers wake to an unfamiliar place with more questions than answers.

    When Joshua wakes, he finds himself trapped. Dark and unfamiliar, the almost completely destroyed facility has clearly been through a catastrophic event. He must unite the others to solve what has happened. Who put them there? How can they get out? If they cannot work together, they risk losing more than just their own lives.

    One reviewer wrote, "This book finished before it got started. Can't wait for the next in the series. The plot was different and the characters were starting to develop slowly and left me just wanting more. Left one wondering what was happening until almost the end. Really good light read."

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKurt Petrey
    Release dateJun 8, 2015
    ISBN9781310652226
    Legacy: The Awakening
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    Kurt Petrey

    Kurt Petrey was born and raised in southern Louisiana. The son of two teachers that instilled in him the understanding that if you want something in life you often have to work hard to achieve it. Starting early in his life he delved deep into technology and has dedicated his life to understanding the nature of technical issues. If he isn't working on technical issues he's spending his time writing books or wood working. Kurt lives near Lafayette, La where he spends most of his time getting into trouble and the rest of his time trying to get out.

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      Legacy - Kurt Petrey

      LEGACY

      THE AWAKENING

      Kurt Petrey

      Legacy

      The Awakening

      Second Edition

      Kurt Petrey

      Copyright © 2018 by Kurt Petrey. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, businesses, events, or locales is purely coincidental. Reproduction in whole or part of this publication without express written consent is strictly prohibited.

      The author greatly appreciates you taking the time to read his work. Please consider leaving a review wherever you bought the book, or telling your friends about it, to help spread the word.

      Thank you for supporting my work.

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      Chapter 1

      Joshua

      Images and colors flashed through the young man’s mind in a blur, spinning as his body screamed desperately for oxygen. Opening his eyes he found himself inside of a liquid coffin, looking out through a blurry fluid splashing around him. His entire body ached for relief. The muted sounds of bellowing air passed by his ears. A thick sheet of hazy glass held him. Dim lights shined from the other side. He would have lifted his arms and shouted but his muscles were too weak. He couldn’t find his voice. The liquid continued to drain as he struggled. A copper taste filled his mouth. There were muffled sounds of gears turning and alarms ringing. Then the bleary glass receded into the wall.

      He convulsed, gasping for air, but something solid filled his mouth and throat, blocking his efforts. An attempt to scream produced nothing more than a weak, muffled grunt.

      When his fingers went to his face they met some kind of mask instead. He gripped the cold metal and pulled, despite the resistance anchored deep within his body. He managed to channel his dwindling strength into one forceful tug. Something broke free, and a horrible slurping sound bubbled up from his stomach, which turned and wrenched, further panicking him. He pulled harder, stunned to feel whatever it was sliding through his body and up his throat. The object slithered out through his mouth and thudded to the table beside him, followed by an opaque liquid. He coughed and gasped at the sudden liberation, his lungs burning from the sensation of a full, deep inhalation. The air was sharp and cold sending a chill up and down his spine.

      A loud alarm rang out nearby.

      Help! he yelled, his voice strangled. I need help!

      Screaming cut like a blade through his throat, but he tried again. No one responded. All he could hear was a distant humming and a steady, patterned beep.

      Is anyone there?

      The urge to throw up rolled him over and he fell solidly to the cold metallic floor, where more of the liquid in his stomach escaped.

      Freezing, he opened his eyes and ran his hands over his chest, discovering with surprise that he was totally naked. He searched his mind for answers to the many questions he had but there were none. His instincts pushed him to not look inward but outward, to observe and get a grip on his surroundings. One bright light shone overhead, its rays focused on the table from which he’d fallen, but other than that, the room was dark. From what he could see, the walls appeared to be made of the same material as the floor—some kind of dark gray metal or stone. Near the table, the floor had a gradient, and pipes ran underneath.

      Everything felt strange and unfamiliar, and though he racked his brain he had no clue where he was or how he’d gotten there. His heart raced with panic, his head throbbed, and blood pumped so hard through his veins he could barely hear the noise coming from outside the room.

      He groaned and tried to control his limbs enough that he could sit up, then wrapped his arms around his bent legs. Very carefully, wary of the pain, he lowered his head to his knees and searched for memories. How did I get here? He couldn’t find any answers, couldn’t even recall his name.

      Who are you? he asked out loud. There was no answer within him.

      The table from which he’d fallen was empty now, but…

      He leaned closer, squinting, unsure of what he was seeing. Something hung off the edge, and it looked a lot like a collection of metal tentacles. Glancing down at his own body, he noticed small metal circles attached to his arms, near his wrists. They looked to be about the same diameter as the tentacles. Horrified, he felt around his naked body and found more of the metal remnants, realizing as he did that the terrible things had most likely been connected to him before he’d fallen. Why did his body need them? Was something wrong with him?

      Strength slowly returned, and he shifted so he could sit with his back against the table. His teeth chattered from the cold, and frozen shudders shook his body. He took a deep breath, struggling just to stay vertical, then looked around the room. A chair was nearby, to his left, so he crawled close enough that he could pull it to him. It wheeled over with an almost-silent squeak, and he put all his energy into climbing onto it.

      From his new vantage point, he noticed a smaller room to his right, filled with what looked like clothing. Shivering violently, he pushed off with his feet, rolling toward the room. A glass door slid open, allowing him in. As he’d first thought, the room was filled with shirts and pants, and they all looked exactly alike. He braced himself against the wall as he slipped into some pants, his legs sore but steady. The pants fit perfectly and gave him a layer of protection from the cold air, as did the shirt.

      Slightly warmer, he surveyed the room more closely. What is this place? His eyes went to the table, which he now saw looked somewhat like a bed. It was definitely medical in nature, and a variety of tubes protruded out of the wall. He rolled toward the door, pushing the chair with slow, unsure steps, and looked through the small window. A curved hallway stretched as far as he could see to the right and left, interrupted by a few doors. That made him wonder how many other people might be in this facility. Were others in the same situation as he was? He shoved on the door, but it wouldn’t open. Desperate, he banged on the window, yelling as loud as his tortured throat would allow.

      Can anyone hear me? I’m trapped in here!

      There was no movement outside his door. Evidently no one could hear him.

      A computer monitor stood on the desk where the chair had been, piquing his interest. Using the chair to assist his walking, he pushed toward the desk then sat, his feet cold on the floor. A small dome sat in front of the monitor, glowing red. Curious, he placed his right hand over the sphere. It immediately switched from red to white, and the alarm went silent. The monitor lit softly and words crossed the screen.

      Mind map failed due to an unknown command-line structure, he read aloud. Executed SUB-B routine successful with errors. Data transfer unsuccessful with current specimen Joshua-147.

      Specimen Joshua?

      The monitor turned off then on again and started executing commands. Confused, he lifted his hand, and the sphere faded to red. He quickly put his hand back on, and the sphere glowed white. The monitor spelled out: Welcome, Joshua. How may I assist you today?

      An impossible thought came to mind, and he stared at the monitor. Could his name really be Joshua? He had no emotional reaction to the name but after a long moment a hint of something was there. It was an echo of someone calling out the name Joshua.

      Am I Joshua? he asked, the sound of his voice odd and unfamiliar—just like everything else.

      Yes, you are Joshua, a smooth, automated, female voice said. How may I assist you today, Joshua?

      He slid his chair back and glanced around, startled by the voice. But he was alone in the small room.

      He started at the sound of voices coming from the other side of the door. They were talking just outside the room, though they sounded farther away. He lifted his hand off the sphere, and the screen went black.

      He stood, in control of his limbs once more and wanting to test them. Had he been injured? No, other than a lingering sense of weakness, he seemed fine.

      An unfamiliar woman’s face popped up in the door’s window. She looked away briefly

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