The Tower Connection
Taina's messy writing talked about a weak
spot in the tall towers. They sent out a special
sound that seemed to control the chips in our
heads. She thought that sending too much of
this sound back at a tower could mess things
up near it. This was a very dangerous
problem: how could we get close enough to
one of those towers to try this? Jax, who knew
a surprising amount about human buildings
and roads, gave us a possible way. We
became more and more worried as we
planned this risky thing. We started moving
faster as we made a dangerous plan.
My heart beat fast as I read Taina's notes
about the tall towers. She called them 'singing
bones', a strange way to describe the tall
metal things that hummed with a power that
felt both strange and scary. The special sound
she had circled many times had sharp, pointy
marks next to it, like teeth. She thought this
'song' was the key, the thing that connected
the chips in our heads to their main control.
Make the song too loud, break the connection.
It sounded easy, but it was actually very scary.
"A tall tower," Gareth growled, his eyes looking
hard as Jax pointed to a simple map drawn in
the dirt. "Those things are always guarded."
Jax, a younger werewolf who had spent more
time watching human homes because he was
curious, not because he had to, nodded sadly.
"Very guarded. But… there might be a way. An
old tunnel for workers. I saw humans use it
once to get to the bottom of one of the
towers."
Silas made a noise like he was annoyed. "A
tunnel? You think they just leave the front
door open for us?"
"No," Jax said, his ears going down a little.
"But it's hidden. And it might get us close
enough."
I argued with myself inside. Attacking a
human place that was heavily guarded felt like
walking into a trap where we would die. We
were still scared from the attack, from the
scary creature they controlled. But the other
choice – living with them controlling our
minds, feeling our thoughts disappear – was
a slow, painful death. Taina's research gave us
a chance, even if it was small, to fight back.
We had to try.
"Jax," I said, my voice steady even though my
hands shook a little. "Show us this tunnel."
The walk was scary. Every sound of leaves
moving, every far-off noise of a human car
made us jump with fear. Jax led us through
thick bushes, and his knowledge of the
humans' old paths was surprisingly good.
Gareth went ahead to look for danger. Silas,
even though he was still worried about the net
trap, stayed behind us to protect us.
Finally, after walking carefully for hours, Jax
stopped in front of what looked like a solid
wall of rock and tangled plants. He pushed
aside a thick layer of ivy, showing a narrow,
dark opening.
"The worker tunnel," he whispered. "It's not
big, but it should take us to the bottom of the
tower."
Squeezing through the tight tunnel made me
feel like I couldn't breathe. The air was wet
and smelled like dirt and metal. We moved
slowly, our wolf forms making the small
space even tighter. The only sounds were our
heavy breathing and the far-off hum of the tall
tower getting louder as we went.
The tunnel opened into a small room made of
concrete under the tower. The air here shook
with the tower's power. Above us, we could
hear the quiet sounds of human voices and
heavy footsteps.
"This is as close as I could get you," Jax
whispered, his eyes wide with both fear and
excitement. "The main way into the tower is
just behind that door." He pointed to a heavy
metal door in the concrete wall.
"And the sound?" Gareth asked, his claws
sticking out a little.
I held up Elara's machine, which we had
changed based on Taina's notes. It was a
simple thing to make sounds louder,
connected to some special crystals that we
hoped would make the same sound as the
tower.
"If Taina was right, making this sound too loud
here… it should mess things up," I said, trying
to sound braver than I felt.
The problem was clear: getting to the main
power of the tower to use the machine. The
metal door looked like we couldn't break it.
"I can try to force it open," Gareth offered, his
muscles getting tight.
"No," Silas said, his ears moving. "Listen."
We became quiet. Through the thick metal, we
could hear a steady clicking sound, followed
by a deeper whirring noise.
"Security," Jax whispered. "Trying to break it
will set off alarms."
I started to feel hopeless. We have come so far,
only to be stopped by a locked door. Was
Taina's knowledge useless after all?
Then, I looked at some thick wires running
along the wall, going up towards the tower.
Taina's notes came back to my mind – a
small, unimportant drawing of a box where
wires connected, labeled 'power path – weak
spot'.
"The wires," I whispered. "If we can stop the
power from flowing directly…"
It was a small chance, a desperate try. But it
was the only thing we could do.
Working quickly and quietly, we used our
claws to cut away the thick cover of the wires.
Sparks flew, and the air smelled of burning
metal. Elara carefully put her machine near
the bare wires, adjusting the crystals.
"Ready?" I asked, my heart beating hard.
Elara nodded, her face pale but determined.
She turned on the machine. The high sound
got louder, shaking the small room.
Nothing happened.
I started to doubt myself. Had Taina been
wrong? Were we about to be found, trapped
like animals in this underground room?
Then, a low, angry groan echoed from above.
The humming of the tower blinked, then
stopped. The steady clicking behind the metal
door stopped.
"It's working!" Jax shouted, sounding very
relieved.
Suddenly, the lights in our room blinked and
went out, making it completely dark. A loud
crash came from above, followed by scared
human voices.
"We need to get out of here!" Gareth said
quickly, his eyes glowing in the dark.
As we turned back through the tunnel,
the metal door to the tower shook hard. It bent
inwards, and a huge shape filled the doorway
– the armored creature, its red eyes glowing
in the dark, the green light on its 'thought
catcher' blinking wildly.
How had it found us? The connection should
have been broken.
Then I saw it – a thin, almost invisible wire
going from the creature's 'thought catcher'
down the wall and into a small, strong tube.
A direct link. They had expected us to
attack,
and they had a backup plan.
The creature roared, a sound that tore through
the darkness, and jumped at us. We were
trapped, between a falling tower and a
monster guard, and it looked like our
desperate plan had failed.