[Al the Vykker]

Chapter 3 The Council Chambers




Derec followed by the chronicler landed at the temple shrine where THe Glukkon High Council, along with the Mudokon guard was located. Derec escorted the Chronicler to the top floor where the two were greeted by the Council.

The Glukkons wear traditional capes around their necks flowing down their backs, on the back depicts a three fingered hand on a moon sewn beautifully. None wear buisness suits.


" Welcome Chronicler we have been expecting you." Yslam the Head coincil member said.


" Uh.....uh....hello." the Chronicler responded.


" He was the informant, and claims he was contacted by hologram." Derec shared with the council.


The Council then peared deep within the chronicler's mind probing it for any further information.


" The Chronicler is free to go, nothing more he has for us."

Another Hooded Mud escorted him out. The council told Derec to remain. In the distance Oddworld's sun set behind the magnificent city, as the lights of large skyscrapers lit up. Traffic was busy as usual.


" Derec we need you to investigate further and see what else is going on, beside the smuggling of transmitters and portable devices."

" I will began tommorrow." Derec Replied

" Rest well."


Then the council a jurned and returnded to their private sleeping quarters. Derec went back to the bunk where he met up with his friend Chris went into his slepping quarters also. Derec removed his clothes, and hung up his sword and cloak.

Then he too entered his bunk in the wall. And locked his cell. Derec's eyes closed and he drifted to sleep./