Yea thanks! Sorry about not posting that many chapters now but since not to many people have been responding well.....I just thought people did not like it. Well I gues i'm gonna post this chapter here.
ch.6:Oh the tongues!
Jobe was looking frantically in each direction for escape. Sadly there was no way out. Jobe knew now that the only way to get in was by force. He was preparing his gun until he felt a pinch. A fleech attacked him! Soon the disgusting green worms started squirming frantically for their snack.
Jobe started shooting them frantically, but as more die more fleeches come out. Thankfully Jobe's gun does not have a certain limit so he could do fine for a while. Soon though he started feeling the sting more. each one more painfull than the last. Jobe began weary of blood loss.
"Stop!" Before Jobe finnaly fell unconsious the last thing he heard was that voice, and the last thing he saw were 2 big legs coming torwards him as the fleeches retreated back in their pen. Beep...Beep....Beep.... Jobe started hearing things. He was not able to open his eyes, but he knew he was in the hospital. The hospital wasn't at all cozy nor did it smell good, but this did not interest Jobe. What interested him was the conversation he was hearing while he was being healed for some reason.
As Jobe listened he knew it was his boss and the comm.. "You arrogant fool!" Screamed out his boss. "Do you know what chance you are messing up here!? Jobe could be our ticket to moolah, annd our most respcted slig which he needs! "Are you saying he needs respect?" "Sigh..Listen there are 3 main reasons he needs respect!
1 is because he needs it so he can be tricked! 2 is to have him nice and relaxed. 3 is beacuse I care for him!" "He cares for me?" Thought Jobe.
Jobe's mind started going in circles. "He cares for me?" "Yes I care for every single slig in this factory including Jobe!" "Wait...How could he care for me? He lied to me! I'm...I'm losing my mimd here!! Ahh!!!"
Jobe woke up in his usual bed and saw his boos standing in front of him. "Jobe" Said his boss in an old raspy voice which did not surprise Jobe since his boss lived for 50 years now. "I ask you as a favor for both of us. Do you want to be head slig?"
End of chapter
I liked how this one turned out..
