Sure Shot 9

continued from Sure Shot 8

As he rushed about the smoky, dusty, debris-filled corridor outside what served as his fortification just several minutes back, something caught his right foot. Before he could even look to see what it was, he lurched forward in free fall. He hit the floor hard.

“What the …?!”

There, amongst the rubble, lay what appeared to be a LAN cable-still attached to a port on the wall. “This building looks relatively newly-deserted.”, he thought, “There’s a good chance these cables might still work.” He went for his leg pocket and reached for his portable. “While I’m asking for miracles, might as well pray that this cable’s CAT5e.”

With his portable hooked up, he started trying to get through to someone at the agency.

to be continued...