Chapter 15: The Dark Night
As Rook finished his supper, he took his bowl back to the service staff. Queck stood up, "Let's head back to the dorm". Rook and Queck headed for the officer's quarters. He saw Flek walking nearby, Queck smiled, "Hey Flek, how did it go with Rett?". Flek looked towards them, "Rett was pretty annoyed. Hopefully he won't be a total Scrabhead about this whole thing". Flek entered the officer's quarters with Rook and Queck. "Sawk's on night duty tonight, want to talk about anything?". Rook shook his head, "I'm fine now. Thanks again for the help". Flek smiled, "You're not bad for a newbie. I'll give you extra target practice at the end of the week". Rook smiled back, "Thanks Flek. Good night". Flek tipped his hat, and headed towards the red cap area.
Rook put his head on the pillow and drifted into a deep sleep. The next morning was business as usual. He hadn't seen Sawk around lately though. When he saw Flek, he asked about him. Flek shrugged, "Not sure... he was on night watch last but he hasn't turned up again yet. Maybe he fell asleep on the job again?". Rook continued walking down the corridor. He heard a scream nearby and ran quickly to see what happened.
One of the prisoners had a hand over his tentacles and was pointing towards a locker. Rook recognized the Slig as Weslee, Weslee's frail muscles were shaking and he was having trouble controlling his Slig pants through fear. Rook stepped towards the locker and opened the door, he almost fell out of his pants at the sight of what was inside. It was Sawk, he wasn't looking well.
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