After we finished breakfast, Terry asked if I had access to the internet, and could he use it. I did and showed him to the computer. He struck down with great vengeance upon the keyboard and furious anger upon the mouse until he found the information he was seeking.
As he surfed, I hovered about trying to see what he was up to. Without turning he said to me “Go and prepare”.
“For what” I replied
Sensing I wasn’t going to get any more information, I went upstairs and packed a bag with some clothes, a toothbrush and some food. When he saw the bag he said.
“Bag, where we’re going we don’t need bags”
I put the bag down and followed him out the front door. We walked and I tried to make conversation. He wasn’t rude about it, but silenced me with a look. We were walking not talking. He led me through town and we headed into the hills. After a couple of hours climbing up into the hills we came to a heavily wooded plateau whereupon he stopped.
“We will rest here”
Happily I sat down, leaning my back against a tree, listening to the breeze working its way through the trees.
“Can you see the rocky outcrop upon the next ridge?” he asked
“Yes” I replied
“What about..” I started but he again silenced me with a look. It took about an hour to reach the ridge and when I sat and looked down I could make out a glint of metal through the trees where Terry was. He was not moving but I could hear a kind of droning noise, kind of like throat singing. It became louder, well louder isn’t quite the right word, more intense is a better fit. It built and built until I felt, not heard, an explosion. It went right into the core of my body, scrambling my cells and leaving me stunned.
I saw Terry there upon the plateau where I left him, not I single tree left standing.
PS Again prize to the first person who picks the two references, movies this time.