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Just finished writing it:

Chapter 4, Weak points
The following evening Bill watched as once again Aaron was carried into the bunks unconscious. That guy never new when to give up. Still, he was doing better than Reggie.
Bill didn’t react as the sligs threw Aaron into his cage and left the bunks. He was surprised to hear Aaron talking to him the moment the sligs had left. “Gonna wait 10 minutes, give them a chance to get away.
“Aaron? You’re conscious?!”
“Course I am. 50 whacks ain’t enough to get me down.” Aaron shoved on the door of his cage. It swung open. “Good.”
“You’re not gonna escape are you?”
“Not tonight. Just got a few things to check out.”
“Like what?”
“Easiest way to the sligs armoury. And I gotta look for a way into AC.”
“Oh no, you’re not going to-”
“Oh yes I am.”
“But you’ll be shot!”
“Wanna bet?”
Aaron climbed out of his cage and out of the bunks. He glanced round. No sligs in sight. Everything was silent. No clank of mechanical legs, no buzz of patrolling greeters, the only sound was of his own breath. He stalked down the corridor to the stairs. He went up a floor and crept down the passage, listening intently for any sound other than his own breathing and frantic heart beat. He froze suddenly as a greeter came round the corner in front of him. It passed him and turned into another passage.
Aaron had mostly kept to the small passages that were less likely to be guarded than the main corridors. All he saw was greeters mostly. He’d heard the odd slig ahead of him and ducked into the shadows. So far only 1 had passed him. Aaron had stood, stock-still, holding his breath and praying to Odd that the slig wouldn’t hear his mad heart beating. The slig had passed and Aaron continued.
Now he was approaching AC he could hear more sligs. Crept down his passage till he could see the steel door in front of him. He gasped.
There were about 100 guards positioned around the door in the daytime. Now there were 25 at most! Aaron stalked back down the shadowy passage he was in and headed back to AC further away from the door. Then he checked out the small passages surrounding the guarded room. There wasn’t another door way in. He followed a passage to another corridor, AE. It was just behind the room. From there he ducked into a different room.
It was a small storeroom. Not much in there other than a few empty boxes. But he was reasonably certain that it was just behind the guarded room. He looked around the ceiling and saw what he was looking for. He made a stack of boxes and climbed up to the ceiling and tugged at the grate to the ventilation system. It finally came loose and he climbed in, then wriggled down the passage and stared down in shock at the room below. There must have been over 100 moving motion sensors in the room! The red beams swung around the room, touching everything except a metal pedestal in the far corner from the door and the ventilation shaft. On top of the pedestal was a small metalliccy green ball. It looked so insignificant, just sitting there. But Aaron knew that this was what he was here for. That ball could save his species.


Too be continued and so on...
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