His rifle was out of reach.
And Jaws was gone.
Slugger didn't know why or where, but he could only hope that the Slog had gone for some help and not gotten himself killed.
Slugger let out a frustrated rush of static.
Slugger: 'Why me?' he wondered,
Slugger: 'Why is it always me?' suddenly the Slig's mouth tenacles tingled. Which was always a sure sign of...
Slugger: 'Oh no...' ...unwanted company... Slugger cleared his throat,
Slugger: "Erm, hello? I know you're there... I'm unarmed and I'd be very grateful if you could help me out of this hole..." he waited with baited breath for a reply...
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