Jon Merz - Prey

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When a group of scientists at the bottom of the world uncover a hidden tropical world within a vast snow-covered mountain range, they think they’ve found a secret repository of unknown botanical species. But when several of the team go missing during the nights, they realize they’ve uncovered something far more sinister. And with an agenda far more horrifying than any of them could ever have imagined. Now, stalked through the darkness and the frozen landscape, the remaining scientists must band together or risk becoming the latest in a series of nightmarish experiments whose goal is too terrible to imagine… and possibly the destruction of Earth itself.
Jon F. Merz is a writer with over two dozen published bestselling novels, a producer for New Ronin Entertainment and a trained black belt ninja. He has taught defensive tactics to civilian crime watch groups, police, military units, and agencies like the US Department of State, the Department of Justice, and the Bureau of Prisons. In his past, Jon served with the United States Air Force, worked for the US government, and handled executive protection for Fortune 500 clients. He lives with his wife and two sons in suburban Boston. About the Author

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Jon F. Merz

PREY

Prologue

Alex Waters brushed a fresh layer of ice from his goggles and looked again.

The opening was there.

Not really a cave so much as a fissure in the frozen rock that jutted out of the barren icescape, reaching up for the overcast sky.

Alex had never seen the fissure before.

Of course, topographical overlays for this part of Antarctica were sketchy at best. Despite the latest advances in satellite topography, the changing snows uncovered as much as they covered. In most instances, yesterday’s maps were rendered obsolete after only a week out of the printer back at base.

“You see it?”

Alex turned. He hadn’t heard Jim come up behind him. But with the roaring wind rushing in his ears, Jim’s shout hadn’t startled him, either. Instead of trying to talk back, Alex simply nodded.

“What do you think?”

Another shout. Alex turned and smiled through the sudden whip of wind that sent a sheet of snow horizontally across his face. “We could check it out.”

Jim smiled back. Of course he did. Jim lives for this shit, thought Alex. The daredevil crazy wanna-be Indiana Jones type of geologist who’d come down to the bottom of the world because he thought it would be cool.

Cool.

Fuck me, this is stone cold, thought Alex. Even my piss freezes inside my dick.

Jim tapped him on the shoulder and gestured behind them. They’d need to use the Snowcat to get closer to the mountain itself. Trying to walk the distance, even though it was just a few hundred yards, would exhaust them and needlessly subject them to the cold.

Alex followed Jim back and climbed into the cab. Jim gunned the engine and then slid the tracked vehicle into drive. Instantly, the caterpillar treads bit into the ice sheet beneath them and found purchase. With a lurch, the Snowcat thundered forward.

Jim whistled in the steamy cab. Alex cleared his throat.

Jim stopped whistling. “You think it might lead somewhere?”

Alex shrugged. “Where could it lead? It’s a mountain. Probably only place it will lead us is into rock a few feet in, if that.”

“Yeah. I suppose.”

“What — you looking for something else?”

Jim shrugged. “Be nice to, you know, find something new.”

“Maybe some cave paintings or something like that?”

“I’m not that naive, Alex.”

“I don’t think we’ll find anything but more rock.” He grinned. “But you’re a geologist anyway — isn’t that what you’d want to find?”

“Looking at rocks gets boring after a while. I’d like to find something that would spice up my stay down here.”

“You’ve got a few more months yet, pal.”

“Unlike you.”

Alex nodded. His stint at the research station was due to end next week. He could hardly wait to climb aboard the specially outfitted C-130 that landed on giant skis and head back to civilization.

Warm civilization.

“What’s the first thing you’re gonna do?”

“Lay out in the sun.”

“You can do that here.”

“I want to feel the sun, idiot. Anyone who thinks it’s cool to put sun block on when it’s minus thirty degrees outside is out of their noggin.”

Jim chuckled. “I’m telling Mayra when we get back you said that.”

“I didn’t mention her specifically.”

“Who the hell else goes out trying to get a tan when the rest of us are trying to stay warm?”

Alex smirked. “Fair one.”

Jim stepped on the brakes. “Here we are.”

Alex peered through the windshield that the wipers swept constantly trying to keep clear. Towering in front of them, the mountain seemed even more omnipotent than it had a few minutes before.

“You think we can get up there?”

Jim sucked his lower lip. “Probably. We gotta try at least. We’ve come this far. We go and give it a whirl. If we can’t do it, we head back.”

“We ought to be heading back anyway. We’ve been out for a while now.”

“Base control is used to us being out for hours on these exploratory outings anyway. They won’t get worried unless we’re not back to cook dinner or wash the dishes.”

“Did you bring the rope?”

“In back.”

Alex hopped out and felt the instant stinging of the frigid temperature. He glanced around. Only the specially coated goggles he wore allowed him to distinguish features in the otherwise white terrain.

Antarctica. Jesus Christ, who would have thought he’d end up here? Certainly not anyone back in his hometown of Boise, Idaho. But then again, none of the people Alex had grown up with had shown any degree of ambition whatsoever anyway.

Even Alex had come to this stage of his life late. Following a failed childless marriage that left him without a house or anywhere to go, he’d gone back to school and studied meteorology.

Maybe he’d come here because it was the furthest place he could go to get away from everything he’d left behind.

All the memories. All the sorrow. All the hell.

As much as he was ready to go back to the relative warmth of anywhere else on the planet, Alex admired the peacefulness of the ever-white canvas that surrounded him. Unblemished, unspoiled, unmarred, it was one of the last places on earth man hadn’t really screwed over.

He’d leave here changed, he decided. No one who came to the largest continent ever went home the same way again.

And that was fine with him.

A sudden shrill whistle brought him back to reality.

“You done meditating over there?”

Alex hurried over to the base of the mountain. Above them, some ten feet off the ground along a thin lip of outcropping, he could see the fissure more clearly. It reminded him of the way a broken zipper looked on a pair of old pants.

Jim was busy hammering in crampons to the rock. It wasn’t much of a height at all, but even a fall from ten feet could be fatal out in the cold of Antarctica.

He glanced at Alex. “Can you rig the rope?”

Alex bent and started running the line through the crampons that would enable one of them to belay the other on the climb up. Once the first man reached the lip, he would then be able to help the other up.

They finished in five minutes. Jim studied the positioning of the crampons and nodded to himself. “I’ll go first.”

He ran a length of the rope through a carbiner belt and handed the slack to Alex who stood some distance back from the base.

Alex watched him place a foot in a pockmarked depression and then search for two handholds. Jim found them and then hoisted himself up, his left foot searching for a fresh support. Alex watched him carefully. He would have to travel the same path in a minute or two.

Jim made it to the lip and signaled Alex up.

Alex ran the rope through his own belt and then studied the rock face carefully, recalling the path Jim had just traveled. He stepped into the first support, found the handholds and heaved off. His breathing felt labored. That was to be expected since he was wearing almost thirty pounds of specially designed clothing that would help keep him warm in the harshest weather Momma Nature could hurl his way.

He felt Jim’s hand grasp his a minute later. He huffed and pulled himself up to the lip with a final grunt.

“Little tougher than it looks, huh?”

Alex sucked some wind and nodded. It had been.

Jim leaned close to the fissure. Alex could see it was roughly five feet high and maybe three feet wide. Just enough space for a man to get through.

Jim looked back at Alex and smiled. “Going for it.”

“Keep the rope on in case you step into a crevasse.”

“A crevasse in a mountain?”

“You never know.”

Jim shrugged and ducked through the opening. Blackness seemed to swallow him up and Alex suddenly felt very alone standing on the lip of the mountain. Even the Snowcat below him looked smaller.

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