Suspicions...
(ooc: read 'Invisible Stalker...' first)
As Spider slept, another memory surfaced:
Spider fought back the gnawing hunger in his stomach and shuddered, he didn't want to think of what cruel test Myron was going to do next on him. He shivered from the coldness of the floor of his cage and sobbed. Oh how he wished things were back the way they used to be. It had been 3 months since he had found Bastek's murdered body, and Spider's life had made a complete turn for the worse. No longer did he have a bed and sheets to sleep on at night and solid walls around him. Now he had only a cold hard floor and iron bars. No longer did he have three solid meals a day; he was lucky to get even one no a days. Myron had ensured that all the luxeries Spider once had were taken away, to him....Spider was nothing but a specien; a lab animal to do as he wished to.
He jerked his head up at the familiar sound of the door opening. He saw two BBS's enter his cage; he knew what they were there for.
"No..." he whined as he backed away, "please no...no more...."
"Time fer 'nother 'session' with the boss yer worthless piece of shit." one of the BBS's sneered as they grabbed him.
"NO!" Spider cried as he struggled against their grip.
"Quit yer strugglin'!: The other BBS said as he smacked him on the side of the head, "Yer know it won't der yer any good. Though I don' mind poundin' on yer when yer der." The BBS smiled an evil smile and Spider cringed.
He sobbed as they dragged him to one of the 'examination' rooms and threw him roughly onto the table and strapped him down. They left him there, strapped down with drones around him, to await Myrons arrival. As they left Spider could here the 'click' of them locking the door behind them....
Spider jolted awake, eyes now wide open in alarm.
Why did he lock the door? he thought, breathing heavily in fear; paranoina setting in. Ter keep me from escaping....so he could 'examine' me? So he could study me?
To Spider it was the only reason he could think of; after all...why should a any mud take an interest in Vykker equipment? The more he thought about it, the more Olm seemed to be a Vykker in a mud's body. And the more he wanted to get out of there.
He slowly sat up and checked his surroundings. He saw the drone...it looked like it was 'offline' on the moment, still he didn't want to take any chances. He carefully slid off the bed and started for the door, keeping a weary eye on the drone. He stubbled and collapsed, and it took him a bit to get up again. After a couple more steps he stubbled again, this time he bumped into one of the smaller tables and it tipped over, spilling the equipment that was on it onto the floor. Needless to say....it wasn't very quiet....and Spider heard someone approaching the door.
"Dam it..." he mumbled as he tried to get to the bed. But again he collapsed, this time losing concsiousness....
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