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Nice chapter.  I like the way the Intern was confused. It reminds me a bit of a cartoon. |
Thank you! I feel sorry for the Intern. At least the experiment won't be hungry.
Sorry for the short and boring chapter.
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Chapter 15
The others help me into my new pair of mechanical legs. Zevenk also replaces his ones (which have almost ceased to work) with the pair from the Slig he beat to death. The dead Sligs we hide in the undergrowth, trying our best to cover up the blood with leaves. When we’re done the place is even messier than before.
So now all that’s left is sorting out my arm, which has started to really, really hurt. I cradle it against me, not wanting to knock it or anything. The others say it can’t be left it as it is or it will never heal. Unfortunately no one knows what to do. There’s one option that keeps surfacing though, but I don’t like it very much: re-enter the tower and try to find some medical equipment.
“It’s the only option we really have,” pushes Creck. “I know it sounds crazy, but –”
“Yeh, you’re right, it does sound crazy,” Blege exclaims, a bit over-dramatically.
Creck talks over him. “…there aren’t really any other options. If one of us goes in and has a look around, then get’s out of there as soon as possible it will probably work. I doubt anyone really suspects us to go back in, so most of the security will be gone looking for us elsewhere.”
I hesitate. Is it really worth the risk?
“And while we’re in there we can steal a few weapons,” Zevenk says, trying to persuade me and Blege. “That’s reason enough to go back.”
When I think of this I give in. “Maybe you’re right. But who will be willing to do it?”
Everyone’s eyes shift to Creck.
“Wuh? I know it was my idea and all, but I’m not going back there on my own! I already lured those two Sligs here after all. You can’t expect me to everything.”
“I’ll go in with you.” This is Blege talking. I never expected him to contribute. I also agree to go in with them. It is my fault that we have to go back after all. If I’d been more careful we wouldn’t even be having this discussion.
“So that just leaves me on my own out here while you three have all the fun?” Zevenk laughs. “Hell, I’ll come with you. You might need me at some point.”
“So that’s it. We’re going back into the tower to search for weapons and to fix my arm?”
Blege shrugs. “Looks like it.”
“Cool. When are we going to start?”