CHAPTER 116 VOICE IN THE FIRE

Nimrod lifted his head when the sound of the explosion came again. He listened, letting his ears do the job of trying to pick the slightest sound that can possibly tell him what was happening. Most of his friends had joked that his ears were too sensitive for a human being, and they were right. He cannot explain it though be he thinks he can pick out the slightest and distinguish the slightest sound, even in a nosy environment.

There was a humming somewhere outside and then the stomping of feet like those of the matching soldiers he had seen on the TV some days ago. They sounded too urgent to pass for the normal activity of the resistance. Something must be up. Something was not right.