Montecino
The stillness was rusty from misuse, but emotion leant meaning to the phrase.
The desolation was unnerving. The scientist broke the connection and he quietly went to the door.
Sultry summer nights.
Educated and trained. I was in the middle of the night. Virgin forest and the blazing red leaves of the trees shimmering in the dark glow. The door closed behind. Creeping forward, I exhaled a gust. Cocked, loaded and ready. The closer I got, the more I felt the man's evil. Three lightening flashes and three violent thuds followed by a chemical scent. Over. Finito. An evil empire crushed.