0941 is the number of mudokons that were used in the Scrabaramitoken project before Splat. 04 means it was the 4th experiment conducted at the lab. L.231 means that it's the 231st vykkers lab to be built, based on when construction started.
Anyway, enough chitchat, chapter 25
Chapter 25
Splat
Most products have a secret ingredient these days. I already knew most of the Laquameety ingredients, Laguameacy meat, a few herbs that I can’t remember the names of (no root though), a slight hint of cocoa (another HYPER ADDICTIVE and really rare substance that was weirdly nothing like anything else on Oddworld) and the secret ingredient.
Kenarra Root was something I’d never heard of before. When Kanzorr, Demana and Martor left I wriggled out of the vent and flew silently down the corridor after them, keeping just around the corner or hidden in shadows as much as I could.
They eventually reached a small train station. I was to far away to hear what they said as they stood on the platform but Kanzorr turned and walked back towards me suddenly. I ducked in to the shadows and held my breath. He walked past me so closely that I could smell the nicotine on his breath. He was fuming with rage and muttering viciously to himself. After he passed I slid back down the corridor and stood just outside the station. After a few minutes a train drew up to the platform and Martor and Demana got on. I flew over and slid onto the roof. The train pulled out of the station and out of the factory.
President Martor
The train pulled up outside the mines and I could barely contain my excitement. But I knew I mustn’t show it, it would blow the plan completely. Demana and I slid in to our robo-arms and stepped out of the train.
I was annoyed to see some other glukkons waiting for us on the platform. I suddenly recognised their clothes and before they could say anything I said to Demana “You’ll have to go down alone for now I’m afraid. I’ll catch up with you in a few minutes.”
“Yes sir,” he replied and slinked off towards the mine entrance. I turned towards the glukkons.
“Sirs, I believe you want to talk about the removal of laquameety from the L. H+-”
“Yes, that and other things.” Said the Magog Cartel yellow-suit official.
“Please follow me into the train and we will talk.”
They followed me into the train until all but the last green-suited glukkon had entered. As he approached the door he glanced up. He seemed to see something and I immediately knew what. Oh, Odd, Splat, what are you doing? I thought. But then, thank Odd (or I did at the time), he looked at me before saying anything and saw me shushing. He looked at me confused, but then sighed in exasperation and stepped up into the train.
I sighed in relief; the trap had been set.
Splat
I sighed in relief, I was sure that glukkon had seen me! But it stepped in to the train and the door closed behind him. I took off towards the mine.
I found the entrance easily thanks to the slig sitting in a chair by the entrance ready to hand out a hard hat to everyone who went inside. He was whistling jauntily and didn’t hear me till I buried my jaws into the back of his neck. I grabbed a hardhat and headed through the entrance.
The cave was well lit with cheap electric lights and I couldn’t see or hear anything living. In fact, the only things moving were a flickering light and a couple of greeters. I took off my backpack and took out a small sealed tube. It contained mostly green liquid but with a slight red glow at the bottom.
The stuff inside only turned red when sligs were near. There were sligs on the lower floors of the mine. I guessed that they were probably guarding closer to the root. So dodging around the greeters, I made my way down through holes in the floor.
1 floor down, 2 floors down, 3 floors, 4, 5, 6. How many floors did this place have? I still hadn’t seen anything other than greeters but the now red and vibrating stuff told me the sligs were near. 7 floors. I was definitely close now. I lowered myself down a hole to the 8th floor down and the hole sealed above my head with a metal door! My heart sank as I turned around. I found myself facing about 100 sligs, forming a ring around the glukkon I hated most, Dr Demana, the maker of my mutated body.
To be continued, MWAHAHAHAHAHAUGHE ACH, AHC! I think i swallowed a fly!
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