"I'm sorry. I had no idea the Magog had security cameras in their factories." The rest of the groug remained silent. Within the last several hours, Salvador had managed to:
- Convince the group that they could find better equiptment in the factory.
- Get spotted on 3 security cameras (which started this whole mess).
- Sneeze while hiding in the shadows from pursuing sligs.
- Fail a Polygraph test.
- Get the group sentenced to death.
"Everyone still have their leverguns?". "Yes.", they responded as one. "Well, we can use the darts to pick the lock." "If we do, we still will have to get out of this factory." "This is a really poorly designed jail... if we pick the lock, we can catch a ride on one of the trains right over there and stowaway to... somewhere near Pyke." Without waiting for conformation, he removed the dart from his levergun, picked the lock, and led the group into to the train. Little did they know, it was put right next to a minimum security prison for a reason...