Local Thai entrepreneurs took advantage of any that had the significant money required to escape, or were able to acquire it…the roads now clogged with traffic from Bangkok in the north as cars nudged forward, attempting to escape further inland.
There were a few lucky ones…those fortunate to form friendships or loving relationships with locals that had come to the city to work or for the attraction of its colourful and diverse nightlife. It would sometimes be a challenging walk, but they would at least have some accommodation with family members that lived further inland.
Bangkok Airport
Aat had swallowed hard as the steel armoured boots slowly clumped up the stairs, the three airport workers opposite shivering in fear. The female security officer closed her eyes in dread as the older, more robust male security officer struggled tentatively to his feet, gingerly turning to face the darkened entrance to the room and looking round for anything he could possibly use as a makeshift weapon.
Illumination from fires across the airport cast eerie shadows across the first floor room, shrieks in the distance causing them all to shudder as a muffled human scream was abruptly cut short, the younger male opposite Aat grimacing as his wide eyes glanced for side to side in fear. Then he stiffened, breathing heavily as he reached towards the darkened corner, slipping a hand down the side of the filing cabinet, his shoulder straining as he pushed forward, fingers clenching around the wooden pole, the shaft for reaching up to open the upper slatted windows.
Straining his eyes, the middle aged security officer glanced round briefly, his hand rising to indicate for the younger man opposite to stay where he was, Aat staring up at him as the dull footsteps seemed to hesitate then continue upwards towards them. The older man stepped nearer to the stairs, half lowering to a crouch in readiness with the pole in both hands, his back moving cautiously along the wall towards the edge with the stairs. Aat pushed his upper frame up the surface beneath the window, his body lowering in readiness, the other young male security officer nervously replicating his actions opposite.
Another dull footstep, the creak of the upper step as the shadows above the stairs seemed to move, Aat straining further as he raised his fists before him, the darkness at the top of the staircase seeming to move, even contort, the young security officer shaking his head in confusion as his body tensed further.
Red pin lights pierced the darkness, extending from the shadowed stairs and projected onto the office partition wall opposite, the crimson dots of sharp illumination moving upwards, seeming to study the partition, the frosted glass cracked in several places above, a number of scrawled post it notes and personal messages for aircrew stuck with tape to the surface.
Dust fell through the two thin beams of light, the stairs creaking further as Aat grimaced, his heart pounding, the boots seeming to shuffle on the wooden stairs briefly, the steps creaking once more. Then the red dots moved gradually sideways, rising as another step creaked, Aat bracing himself as the older Thai security officer gritted his teeth.
The tall armoured soldier emerged into the shadows at the top of the stairs, his frame tensing as the helmet turned slowly, red sparkling eyes scanning the room as Aat’s eyes widened at the sheer size of the Morgon soldier, the red lights coming to rest on the young Thai guard’s chest, the armoured helmet lowering slightly to one side to study the youngster.
The middle aged security guard screamed as he lunged forward, tensed arms raised as he swept out from the corner of the wall, bringing the wooden pole round hard with a loud crack onto the side of the helmet. The Morgon soldier stepping back in surprise, shaking his head, his right armoured arm swinging round instinctively for protection, the fingers closing tightly as trained. Serrated blades swept out from the armour plate as the officer swung the pole once more, the thrusting outer Morgon arm slicing through the chest of the oncoming Thai male, his scream elevating in shock as the crack of bone resounded across the room.
The powerful soldier’s elbow rose, smacking against the side of the man’s skull, the middle aged man stumbling as his senses spun, his legs giving way as the blades slashed back across his exposed throat with a ripping squelch, the body crumpling and collapsing downwards.
Aat was halfway across the office at a half crouch as he slowed and dropped to his knees, the younger security officer sinking down the wall in sobbing defeat, blood beginning to pump across the industrial carpet, the middle aged security officer’s frame beginning to shake as gurgling and gasps filled the room.
Crimson pin lights swept across Aat’s frame, then glanced downwards briefly onto the crumpled body before staring at the security officer once more. The muscular framed body lowered slightly as a blood drenched arm dropped downwards, armour plated fingers grasping the back of the prone man’s throat and closing, twisting suddenly. A dull crack as Aat slumped backwards, pushing himself away in nauseated terror, his chest heaving as further whimpers came from the other two officers staring up at the tall enemy soldier in horror.
Red glowing eyes stared directly at the young security officer opposite as the Morgon stepped back, the limp body dragged upwards before being tossed sideways down the stairs, crashing and banging across the walls as the bloodied lifeless corpse bounced on the blood splattered steps and walls, finally coming to rest in a twisted heap on the ground floor.
The Morgon straightened, the helmet moving slowly round the room once more, flames from outside
