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Thursday, October 30, 2014
The Cytoms were watching...
The Cytoms were watching what was happening along the area known as the First Coast. The areas from Maybport Naval Station to Ponte Vedra Beach are Atlantic Beach, Neptune, Jacksonville Beach, South Jacksonville Beach, and Ponte Vedra. Mayport is a naval station, Ponte Vedra is a rich retirement community with enclaves of political factions from all over the world living there. In between are the main beaches of Jacksonville.
The Cytoms were watching the destruction the ball lightning was making everywhere on the beaches. The glass domes were floating up into the air, and others were burying into the ground like the one Larry and the woman had gone up against.
Surfers and swimmers ran from the ocean when the globes came down to the beach, those that stayed found themselves in predicaments, some surfers were being blown out of the water and shredded to pieces like the bird and gator that had ventured too close to the hole the security guard had warned the police from.
A globe explodes, the insides come out like hot needles, not just hot though, and not just sharp like needles.
The penetration and slicing of tissue was fine, so fine what ever was hit stayed alive while it died.
Its own insides brought to the surface of its skin. This is what made the bird and gator turn red, the fine penetrations had so sliced up each creature their own blood trickled to the surface of each a like a tiny pin prick, but multiplied by thousands. And each little capillary-like hole went through the entire creature.
The Cytoms began to think this was a weapon they could put to work with, and win.
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