[Munch's Master]

I'm not sure. I knpow that Dave's lost a couple chapters on his fic, so has Shrink, also W@RF has been messed up. But anyway, here's the moment you've all been waiting for! (Or dreading, however you regard my fic.)
I'm not thrilled with this chpater, it wasn't one I wanetd t do, more one i needed to do to set the scene for some future chapters, and I thin kthat reflects in the writing. Not the best bit I've done, in fact probably the worst, it's mostly talk and rather short, but it's important in setting up chapter 8. Here you go then:
Chapter 6: Planning an Escape

Larry was relieved when the morning session was over, as pulling levers for a grinder was repetitive, and he had other things on his mind. He was able to traipse back to the mess hall for the mudokons’ 5 minute gruel break, where he could think properly and without interruption. He was consumed with thoughts of both Arthur’s behaviour, and of new ways to escape the factory. Ever since the night before, when he had been caught yet again, his fevered brain had been working on a method of escape that he hadn’t tried. He had thought up many outlandish ideas, and he definitely did not want to get caught again, he hardly relished the thought of having both his legs broken, so that he was confined to a wheelchair for a lengthy period. But last night, during the 1 hour of sleep that the slaves got, he came up with an idea that could work. It relied heavily on luck, and on where he was working for that afternoon. He limped over to the schedule board and checked, he was stationed by Boiler 4, and the heating units for it. Perfect, his plan could be attempted today, although it did rely on Trevor or one of the others helping him out. He hobbled back to Trevor, who had been served some of the greyish mess of the slave food, and relayed the idea of his plan:
Hey, Trev, I’ve thought of a way we can escape, no joke, no dumb idea, this could actually work!”
Trevor was hardly impressed “Larry, you invent hundreds of escape ideas every day, and none of those you’ve tried have worked yet. I suggest you give it a rest man, Abe, or Munch, or someone like that will come and save us eventually. Until then, all we can do is put up with this and hope.”
“Hope? We have no hope unless we try. Waiting will just get us killed, through the guards, the conditions or the time.”
“And escape attempts kill us quicker mate.” Trevor replied, resuming eating his gruel.
“Just, let me tell you the idea.” groused Larry, getting impatient. ‘Lunch’ break would be up shortly and unless he was able to explain his thoughts to Trevor, or Max, his escape would have to wait.
“Fine then.” Sighed Trevor, finishing his gruel and pushing the bowl aside.
“Look, this afternoon we’re working at Boiler 4, doing cleaning, right? Well, the heaters are great big metal cylinders, and have pipes leading from tem to the factory roof, where they open theses hatches on them to ventilate too much hot air, right? You see, I’m thinking that I find some way to get into the heating tank, then climb the pipe and get out through the hatch. Whaddaya think?”
Trevor shook his head. “Another harebrained scheme Larry. First off, you need to find a way to get into the heater without there being too much hot air to kill you, second, to get the hatch open the heater needs to overheat, and that’d kill you. How do you do it?”
Larry grinned a nervous grin “Well, I was thinking, what we do is find a way to get the heating units to overheat, and then I climb into the tank, while it’s overheated but cooling down, the hatch will be open at this point, so I then just climb up the pipe, out the hatch, then walk along the roof, slide down the factory wall and get out!”
“It could work, but its unlikely Larry, ‘cause how do you get into the heating tank anyway?”
There’s an emergency manual door for when it gets really boiling in there, so that the door can be opened and it can b ventilated quicker, I get the door open, get in, and then climb up and out the pipe. I won’t get burnt ‘cause if I move quickly enough, I can’t get hurt by it, I’ll just sweat and be uncomfortable. And I needed to tell you Trevor, cause I’ll need you to shut the door after me so nobody knows it’ ever been opened, and you have to distract the guard while I reverse the heating direction on the boiler with the wheels so the heating units overheat. This factory’s boilers just distribute the warmth; it’s the heating units that actually warm the water for the boilers. Just trust me on this one.”
Bu, before Trevor could give his answer, he and Larry found themselves getting marched back off to their afternoon workplaces. Larry was bursting with anticipation inwardly, regardless of Trevor’s answer, he was going for it. This could be the moment he gets out.
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If you actually liked that piece of rubbish I just put up, then I'm overjoyed. If not, then I don't mind, because it's more of a scene-setter than actual chapter. Read and reply please.