Silo Novels & Stories

she pressed when he went silent. "They're mad," John replied softly when Nathan didn't. "Mad at what?" "Not mad as in angry," John corrected. "I mean their minds are warped. Their reasoning skewed." "But how? Did they catch some sickness?" Nathan shrugged. "That's what the council wants to find out. It's also why we increased the security around this place. Along with the electrical and barbed fence around the compound, we have motion sensors, cameras, and guards patrolling the perimeter in groups of two. Folks go out in groups after dusk or not at all."

"I don't know exactly how many yet." The valley was quiet except for the wind through the canopy and the static hum of the iron ore in the walls. Then Silas's face changed. He was still holding the signal, still reading the movement data that the stone was feeding him, and something in what he was reading had shifted his expression from orientation to assessment. "There's a pack," he said. "Sterling's—" Marcus started.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧

she turned wildly on the spot, frantically looking around “W-where Lena! Where!” Lena gently grasped her arms “Calm down Dawnie”, she said “the Green Man is a forest god which means he will be in some place like a park or a forest or….” she trailed off, her brown eyes drifting towards the orchard that they’d parked across from “Oh, that’s clever”, she breathed, staring at the name: Viridios. Dawn followed her gaze “They wouldn’t be so brazen”, she remarked.

I let him try to think of a clever explanation, but I didn’t need him to give me an answer—I already saw right through him exactly like I saw right through Jason. Before he could actually form a sentence, my phone rang with Angie’s ringtone. I picked it up as River seemed to sigh in relief. “Yes?” I answered. “Boss, we need you at the Silo.” Angie replied. “The pipes are leaking.” Immediately, I knew exactly what she meant. The Silo was code for an interrogation site used when our methods had to be a bit more direct and leaking pipes meant that the mole we had been looking for had been caught. “Thank you.” I answered. “On my way

The wet gravel lay completely undisturbed, exactly as it had been left yesterday evening. "Did they cancel the transport trucks?" Arthur whispered, pulling his key ring from his pocket. He walked up to the main side door of Silo One, unlocked the padlock, and pulled the heavy steel door open. He reached for the wall switch, turning on the overhead yellow work lights. He walked down the concrete gangway, stopping at the base of the main hopper. He pulled a heavy steel wrench from his belt and tapped the side of the metal inspection hatch. Usually, when a silo was filled with thirty thousand tons of wheat, tapping the steel produc

The grain silo sits alone on flat land. Twelve miles north of the safe house. No cover for three hundred meters in any direction. Whoever chose this location knew what they were doing. “He picked it deliberately,” Kade says, studying the satellite image on Jai’s feed. “Clear sightlines everywhere. Anyone who approaches, he see them coming.” “Anyone normal approaches,” Jamie says. “Pull up the interior layout.” “Converted about forty years ago. Original grain storage on ground level. Three floors added inside. Steel reinforced.” Jai highlights the structure. “One main entrance. Emergency exit on the north side. Both will be watched.”

I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling. "Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal. "Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt. "Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep" Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attention." We burst out laughing. Because I never even thought about putting the phone on silent. That is why I love my girls They could bring me out of any dark mood.

he says happily “I love the sound of that” We make our way down to the cells in the basement and I am immediately struck by the stillness in there. Leo had told me that the traitors had been eating and sleeping but nothing else, no talking even to each other, the silver in the collars that bound them stopping them from mindlinking.

“Thanks, I appreciate it,” I said into the speakerphone before I pressed the button to end the call to the granary in Riverton, the town to the west, bordering Silverpine’s land. During the last snowstorm, there was a leak in the roof of our silo, and the grain molded. Now we had to spend money to replace it this late in the season. We still had the grain silo for sale, but it was a catch-twenty-two, we use that grain to feed the Pack and then we didn’t profit from the sales we made from it. It was cheaper for me to buy and replace rather than eliminate profits.