Before you read the next part of the Marching Mudokons I'd thought I'd let everyone know that this story is now featured on Alcars website
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Part Nineteen:
Amos let go of the ledge and fell the short distance to the next one. Opposite him stood a scrab, separated by a large gap between the two ledges. Amos waved his large hands and jumped off of the ledge and onto the floor. He raced to the scrabs ledge and climbed onto it just as the scrab leaped off to get him. The creature screeched and walked to stand under Amos. He lit the flint lock that the scrab had been guarding and looked down at the beast. He would have to make a mad dash through the cavern to get to the end of the cavern.
The scrab waited, its eyeless stare conveying its primitive intelligence. It knew Amos had to run and it would be ready when he did. Amos took a deep breathe and jumped.
As soon as his feet hit the floor the mudokon began running down the cavern. Sweat rolled into his eyes as he leaped over a crack in the ground. The scrab was devilishly near and the tapping was growing closer and closer. Suddenly another scrab leaped in front of him and snapped its beak inches from his face. Amos fell down and scrambled back… into the first scrabs legs. He was doomed.