It’s been over ten weeks since the Recruitment Camp of the United Federations has been mysteriously locked down. Now, many are curious to know what’s going on inside; though many have tried, all have failed to come back alive or with answers. The government remains silent about whatever it's going on in there, refusing to make public the lockdown of the camp. All communications with the outside have been cut off, so we’ve sent up to nine teams of soldiers as scouts to investigate the perimeter, and yet, after six days there have been no conclusive reports. The streets are empty. Nothing moves, there isn’t even a shadow on the windows, or lights turned on at night, which makes me wonder, how the fuck do you make three-hundred people disappear in a blink of an eye, and yet, leave that place as a silent fortress?
Here is just a little sneak pic of what has been fulminating in my noodle for quite a while now. I am planning it as a novel, more or less, with the same plot idea as one of Myke Cole's books, "What would happen if suddenly people started to develop unnatural abilities, and how could the military use it to its advantages?"
In case you liked what you've just read, there is an advance warning: I don't know when I'll publish more of this in here, or if I'll ever do so again. I intend to keep writing this story till I see it finish, however, I've got other projects on the line that must be done prime to this timeline. I hope in the future people notice how all of my stories fit in with one another no matter the timeline, cast or location it may have.
Farewell, stay healthy and keep reading.