Crigg walked out of the elevator and looked around.
Crigg:"This place hasn´t chanched much."
*loks at the skelletton*
Crigg:"MAN, Hes DEAD! Ho could this bee? He was alive only some hours ago!"
"It must be fleeches, or something else that got ´im..."
Grigg walked towards his trapps, waiving Fizzix to folow.
"HA!, Crigg said, I got some ratz, and some fuzzles too! Bet you can have some use of them."
*Gives the small round cages to Fizzix.*
Crigg:"No fleeches though...... Whait!"
*Crigg walks away*
"Whe got a Paramite!!!, in a fleechtrapp! Didn´t know there were any of those down here. C´mon, lets carry it back up and cook it!"
*Crigg shoots the paramite with his gun and opens the trapp.*
Crigg:"I´l just place some gas-bombs to clear the slurgs first."
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