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I was in my office, typing routine
reports for the generals when it
happened. That day a full scale test
of the magnifier was scheduled, so I
took no notice of the huge machine,
powered up and emitting its constant low rumble, audible
everywhere around the base. I was
typing my reports when I noticed
the light from the window suddenly
dim, as if a huge cloud had passed in
front of the sun. Absorbed in my work, I took no notice, but then I
heard shouts and noise from the
other offices, the whole complex
seemed to have suddenly started to
panic. I went to the window, people
outside were running around frantically, some were just frozen
where they stood, I glanced over at
the magnifier. “oh fuck!” Adrenaline began very suddenly to
flood my body as I perceived what
had happened. The magnifier test
was intended to experimentally
boost a lab rat up to 3 meters as a
demonstration of the technology, but something had gone
disastrously wrong. A pair of
immense female shins loomed over
the base from the magnifier
building. Trembling, I peered out of
the window, trying to figure out who the colossal woman was, but I
could see no higher than her vast
knees. I tried to force myself to
believe this was an accident, but
reason demanded otherwise. Only 5
people in the world – all young women – were known to be capable
of absorbing the ganz field at full
power, and as security director my
job was to see to it that none of
them ever came near the base in
peace time. My worst fears were confirmed as the girl slowly swung
her colossal bare foot over the wall
of the magnifier. She stepped on
the base with absolutely no regard
for the destruction she was causing,
or the lives she was taking. Her first footstep crushed the F and B
complex offices, the officer’s car
park, the helipad, the mess hall and
most of the F29 hangers. I saw the
buildings demolished, huge brick
walls collapsing, crushing people and machinery, as the devastating
earthquake threw me to the floor.
Before the terrible roar had
subsided a second devastating blow
fell, shaking the foundations of the
building. I could not see from the window, but knew her left foot
must have done at least as much
damage as the right. She was now
standing directly over my building,
again I strained to see, but could
only perceive that massive, sleek bare foot resting ominously on the
destroyed rubble and twisted metal
shapes in the courtyard, her soft,
gently rounded calf muscles seemed
to stretch to infinity above me, but
then she laughed, a sweet, deep, giggling sound. I recognized the
laugh. “fuck” I repeated “Katelyn Brooks!” I had personally interviewed all 5 of
the potential subjects and knew
Brooks to be easily the worst, most
dangerous and unpredictable of all
of them. She was naturally
dominant, sadistic, and completely devoid of respect for the military
establishment. I had personally
recommended she be assassinated
soon after she was identified
because of the threat she posed to
civilization. We had eventually eased up our surveillance of her because
she had no idea of the nature of our
project, and no contact with anyone
who might inform her of the
strategic situation. The magnifier
was designed to instantly increase the subject up to the critical point –
the level at which they were so huge
that no known force could deter
them even slightly. Katelyn Brooks
at the critical was the very thing I
was employed to prevent, and I had failed. Massive shadows fell and a
colossal thud shook the building.
Thinking we were being stepped on,
I cowered under a desk, expecting
the inevitable force to descend, but
the building lurched. I was spilled together with all the loose furniture
towards the window as the entire
building rolled over. The opposite
wall began to crumble and objects
and people from the adjoining room
poured in through the door. Chairs and desks fell past me through the
window. A screaming soldier clung
to the swinging door. “major!” he cried “whats…?” There was a terrible rumbling sound
and 3 of the walls began to
collapse, bricks and plaster spilling
out through the window to land on
the smooth, pink surface outside. I
could feel the entire building rising rapidly. More brickwork along with
several dead bodies fell past me. The
wall i was lying on began to crack
directly beneath me.
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