He decided to take two flyers southwest to the nearest location of the highest
altitude on his map system, linking them up so they followed each other, he
could extend the range they flew each day by alternating aircraft, since one
would have twice as much charge since it had no cargo, still he would only make
about a hundred miles a day due to the need to park the aircraft in the sun for
charging, it would have been probably as quick on horseback since he could
travel twelve hours a day, and he had grown very fond of Killer. But then he would have required looking after as well. He had reduced his gear and only brought a pistol and a katana. Of course he still had the Hat, it was required. Ten days later he finally reached
his destination, landing on a flat spot that was probably an old road bed near the peak, he began ascending on foot to the top, there was a easy trail to follow, with many switchbacks, after about four miles of walking the trail
became more difficult, large roots and wet rocks, he finally arrived at top, fortunately
it was rather flat. He stopped to admire
the vista, so lush and green in all directions. Then he called on GOD,
thankfully the response was almost immediate. Michael, we have much to discuss, I have some very bad news for you, GOD said, listen closely, the damage to our
atmosphere from the wars hundreds of years has mostly recovered but it is still very much out of balance. 200 years of no polution has caused the world to cool, the polar ice caps that were are almost gone are recovering, and the earth is being covered with dense clouds of moisture, added by a recent volcanic eruption our world is about to get very cold. By my calculations you only have one more year before you see great flooding and extreme period of winter, I have lost communication with all the other Bunkers and I need you to find them and warn them of the impending disaster. All of the Bunkers are above two thousand feet of elevation, but even at that they may be flooded in water, during this time of dense clouds and massive storms the earth will cool, and the area you are in will not thaw for many years
The Hydroelectric Dams will freeze and the Bunker will lose power. You will need to
move your people further south after the storms abate. To get to the other facilities, I have arranged transport, memorize these coordinates, and warn them as soon as you
can. I need you to be my Archangel Michael,
the fate of humanity is now in your hands.
Michael left the mountain top and proceeded down the path back to his aircraft
below, he was about halfway back when he spotted a large black bear running
towards him, he drew his pistol and fired a warning shot, the bear did not
hesitate, he put his next shot into the bear but the 9mm had little effect, swiftly drawing his katana he crouched to meet the attacking bear, his hat fired multiple laser bolts as the bear closed, he felt his sword enter the
body, then his world went dark, a crushing blow from the bear's paw knocked him
unconscious. He awoke many hours later with the dead bear laying on top of him,
blood caked on his face from the bear's attack. He managed to free himself and retrieve the katana, and finally found
the Hat, but it had been crushed, and in the dark he could not see how to repair it. With no light and a dangerous path to follow, he decided to stay where he was, and curled up under the body of the dead bear, to guard himself from the cold night. The sun woke him up and he removed himself from the smelly carcass and started back down the trail. He returned to his aircraft, and lifted off, fortunately the command to remain linked was still working, even though he did not have the a way to communicate with
the drones processor without the Hat, he could use the manual controls to fly,
but now he had to do it from memory, and he was a long way from home. After almost twelve days of flying Micael arrived at Heaven's roof, Sandra embraced him, then carefully examined his scarred face, three long deep wounds in the left side of his face. What happed Sandra asked, Michael told of his chat with GOD, and the bear attack. Her face drained of color, Michael that was not a wild bear's behavior, he sounds like mad bear, the type of madness that could be Rabies, Sandra moaned. That had crossed Michael's mind, but he had a mission to accomplsh, and time was of the essence. Also, there was no medicine he knew of to prevent Rabies in Heaven's inventory.