[-- ooc --]
Well, I could wait for Krivzee and Guekko to come inside from the station, but it's possible (probable) they'll ignore me, so...
[-- IC --]
Tok sniffed the air, but there was nothing out of place. Blood, flesh, ground bone; the tang of metal and the sticky fumes of gas. It smelt as it should.
Now, if he was going to find this intruder, the first thing he had to consider was the floor. There were three, and it could be on any of them. However, this question was answered by the blaring alarm:
"Mudokon terrorist on ground floor! All Sligs please spread out and shoot on sight!"
[-- ooc -- Please tell me if there aren't any alarms like this.... --]
Most of the Sligs around didn't even pay any attention, and indeed Tok didn't rush immediately into the lift. A Mudokon terrorist...
This was bad!
The lift was shown as already being down on the ground floor, and Tok couldn't wait for it to come back up. He raced along the corridor and down the flight of stairs to the level one grinding area. It was dark down here, with an almost solid feeling of blackness. The North wall of the grinding area was dinted and had holes in it, and through these he saw the blackened and charred remains of the factory area that had been destroyed by Abe... the Mudokon terrorist.
And if this terrorist was in RuptureFarms again, where would he hide? The answer to that was obvious, even if it took some time for Tok to realise the fact. He walked over to the largest gap in the wall, and kicked it in a bit. It was so dark in there he thought that even with Infra-Red Goggles and a powerful spotlight, it was going to be difficult to see.
He stepped through, and the flimsy metal of the wall sprung back up behind him. Somewhere nearby water dripped steadily. A soft echo of metal rang through the air, clear but as quiet as the fall of a feather - or so it seemed. A muffled whisper of someone talking, thought it was probably just a rat.
He flicked on his spotlight.
~it's 31 degrees here... eek... though it was 34 a few weeks ago.
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