Chapter 93
November – 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
Colonel Mikhail Mannuki'ili
MIKHAIL
Sunlight stabbed through the window and impaled Mikhail's eyes. He tried to shield his face from the painful phenomena, but a cruel, small man wielding a tiny screwdriver mercilessly jabbed holes into his throbbing brain. His mouth felt like somebody had stuffed rags into it and his tongue was swollen so thick he could barely swallow. He felt … grotesque. He felt for Ninsianna and she wasn’t there. He tried to sit up, but a sensation akin to planetary re-entry made the room spin, so he lay back down. Was he sick?
“You’re hung over,” Ninsianna said from somewhere across the room.
“Mmmpf…” He covered his eyes to block out the sunlight. “I don’t remember coming home last night.”
“You were singin
