Noticing noone was paying close attention to him, Vykker X put his mind to work. He opened his bag and pulled out a tiny saw, and began the work to saw through the bars. He was very efficient and quiet, and within ten seconds two of the bars were behind him in the cage, and he was crawling out carefully. He snuck out of the room without a sound, and checked a radar of some kind in his backpack. The screen showed a map of the facility, and the blip was in the corridor connected to the infested area. He had to retrieve the thing at the blip, so he would have to be mindful of the paramites lurking there. He drew his Sawbones Saw and some sort of taser from his backpack, and set off running towards it.
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Goresplatter, who had been sleeping quietly in the corner, woke up to see Vykker X was missing from the cage. He slapped his head, noting his stupidity at this moment. He stood up, turned round, and punched the wall extremely hard. He was feeling massive anger, and he didn't know why, but he had no time to think about it. He punched the wall again, and again, until a few drops of blood dripped from his hands, because of the fingernails digging into his palm. Yet, he punched it once more, and heard a snap. He looked down at his hand, and found it broken in several places. He winced, but strangely, felt no pain. He turned and walked slowly back to the corner, and sat down, quaking slightly.
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