*Danger Ahead - Secret Messages (Track 8 of 14)*

Aaron:

If someone ever says that they don't understand the saying, "Danger: A head." then they've never met a biter.

*Ethan*:

"Get down boy!" The rocket slammed against the western barrier, spraying debris over the huddled mass of soldiers crouching behind it. A messenger boy was rushing through the crowd in order to reach the colonel. "The southern quadrant has been taken over colonel!" the boy spoke out of breath, "You don't have much time before they reach you from behind." The boy then ran off, west past the barrier, towards the next unit of men stationed further down the mountain. The colonel scratched at his large oiled mustache. They were cornered in now, sitting like cattle before a slaughter. He had been raised in this city. His great-great-grandfather had been one of its founders, his father and grandfather before him had both fought for it in the war, and now he was watching it all crumble down around him. "This is it boys!" He shouted out over the earsplitting sound of explosions and gunfire, "We're gonna show them all what we're is truly made of! This is our city, boys! And were never gonna let them take it from us!" As cheers began to rise from the soldiers, the noise around them suddenly was replaced with complete and utter silence.

The soldiers quickly fell still. They looked around, confused, unsure of what had just happened. The silence was so complete that they could hear the sound of their own heartbeats, rapid and hard. It was shocking, the sound of their hearts. As was the sound of their breath, and of their clothes rubbing against their skin. The soldiers looked at one another, never in their lives had they not been surrounded by the sound of war. "Is it over?" one soldier asked, "Is the war over?" A great joy began to spread among the soldiers. They slowly put down their weapons and began to embrace one another. They started to laugh and cheer, and some began to sing. Only the colonel did not join in on the celebration. He remained still and cautious, looking up at the barrier. "Its not over." He said quietly. "Not yet." A noise penetrated through the barrier, from further down the mountain. It broke through the sound of the celebration, and once again the soldiers fell still.

The noise was followed by a whistling sound, the sound of something flying through the air. An object flew over the barrier and crashed into the center of the crowd of soldiers. Slowly, the colonel made his way through the soldiers towards the object. He reached the point where the object had landed and looked down at it. The ruined head of the messenger boy stared up at him.