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Ok chapter 3
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The scrab wobbled and howled piercing Fillin's ear drums.
There was no need for Fillin to think about what to do next. Run.
He clambered up the ladder to the top floor of the outpost and wacked the boom machine, it made that terrible pop noise when there was no grenades left.
"Fuck me paramite style". Fillin shouted then, he had a magnificent idea.
If he could rech his locker room he could find the old hover pants and fly off to the station, the problem was how to ge there, it was down the ladder and 400 yds back where he came from.
"Ok Fillin, you can do it"! He said to himself quietly.
And with that he jumped the floor and landed with a skid, his pants grated across the metal bolts in the wooden floors and sent sparks flying in the scrabs face, it snorted and reeled back giving Fillin a few precious seconds to run.
His pants worked over time and exaust spewed our in short grunts of smoke but the scrab got closer and closer until it was on him then, Fillin had more luck, the scrab grabbed the pants instead of Fillin, the pants jarred and sent Fillin sprawling out of the pants and onto the floor, splinters dug into his goggles and the glass half shattered, Fillin re-controlled himself and begna crawling towards the locker room, he was not metres away when the scrab realised that Fillin, would be a tastier meal than the pants he was staring at.

It charged at the Fillin who was clawing at the door helplessly.
"OH GOD HELP"!