Thanks Al,
Chapter 5:
Abe had heard the tramp of mechanical feet sprinting down the forest pathway. Abe knew what to do, hightail it out of there. A slig had caught sight of Abe and persued Abe to run faster. Abe was caught at a dead-end. The slig had caught up to Abe, panting hard. the two other sligs came staggering and panting even harder. The two sligs dropped to the ground.
"F-f-freeze..." The slig managed to say.
Abe had his hands up. The slig was on brink of falling down unconscious. Abe dashed behind the slig, the slig fired but his bullets went into the sky and into the trees.
"Oh my god," the slig said watching the trail of dust from Abe fade away.
The slig had called Mr. Blake. Mr. Blake was observing his sligs and scrubs. His security fone rang.
"Yea what?" Mr. Blake said.
"You're going to have to send a new batch toward the opposite direction, we're beat." the slig said panting.
Mr. Blake gritted his teeth and bumped his side into a button. the slig had gotten a small shock and fell down. Mr. Blake muttered to himself. He couldn't be beaten by some mudokon terrorist he thought. There must be a way. He thought for a bit, and the lightbulb in his head finally clicked on.
Abe had ran back to the mudokon village. The mud's greeted Abe warmly and Abe waved back, tired from all the running. He decided to just curl up into a ball and fall asleep and that's exactly what he did.
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About 30 minutes later something awoke Abe. It was a mudokon. A very badly drawn mudokon. The mudokon wasn't actually a mudokon, it was made out of cardboard. A cardboard mudokon drawn horribly. But unfortunatly, Abe was fooled.
"Hey Abe," It was a recorded mudokon's voice. A slig was behind the cardboard.
Abe squinted hard at the cardboard mud. He walked closer.
"Somethin's different about you..." Abe said.
"...but I can't figure out what."
"Well uh, just follow me!" The slig tried to sound like a mudokon.
"That's my line, heh" Abe joked.
Abe followed the cardboard slig toward a big clearing. Abe got suspicious. He started looking around.
"W-where are we goin'?" Abe asked quivering.
"Oh, you'll see, hehehe."the slig said sounding more like a slig than a mudokon.
"You're voice sounds w-weird... are you all right?..." Abe said.
Abe started to doubt he was following a mudokon. Soon, they got to a clearing. Abe glanced at his surroundings. He scratched his head and turned to the mudokon - but it wasn't a mudokon anymore. It was a slig. Armed and ready. Abe gasped. Suddenly, a blockade of sligs popped up from behind bushes surrounding the area. And from a shadow, came Mr. Blake. Furious and angry.
"W-w-what is...this..." Abe said staggering back.
Abe wad feeling queasy and faint, his skin was turning the color of a blind mud. Not soon before Mr. Blake had approached Abe, Abe had fainted.
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It must've been late at night when Abe came to. He found himself in a cell. In a factory which he presumed was Big Barns facility. A few mudokons were in the cells waiting to be positioned as scrubs. There were a few skulls and bones and a corpse lying around. Abe got up and looked out of the cell. A slig was on duty, and another was napping. Abe went back to a corner and decided to rest. A slig had just came in as Abe dozed off...