Praetyre could not see much in the basements darkness, so he turned on the light. It flickered many times, then died. He saw, for brief milliseconds, creatures in the background, sleeping. He then heard a Scrab awake. It called its herdmates, barking at them in its strange language. There was then sounds that indicated that the Scrabs were closing in for the kill. Praetyre frantically tried to close the door, but it was jammed. A Scrab then lunged at him, and he just managed to slam the door in time. Furious, he ran up the stairs, pacing the corridors like an angry spider, wanting to find the Slig that had lied to him and almost cost him his life.
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