Chapter 9: Our spew is your Brew
'I don't get what we're doing here in the first place! This ain't Necrum! This is some dirty stupid Glukkon mine! Why are we here!'
Abe looked down the ledge, the slig down there woke up, and with Abe around, it didn't seem likely he would go back to sleep soon.
'We are here becouse those weirdo's told me to go here,' Abe replied.
'Oh, so if those weirdo's tell you to jump in a meat grinder you just do that?'
Abe didn't answer. He kept looking at the slig.
'We need to get past that guard...'
On the other side Abe saw some valve's. Looked like it were exactly the same ammount of valve's as there were muds right here and now.
'No biggie,' Alf said. 'Posses him, thats what your so good at.'
'And get fried alive?' Abe pointed at the chant supressor near the slig. 'No thanks.'
He jumped the gap to the other side.
'Ok, when I give the signal, you jump the guy and knock him out. Ok?'
'Ok,' Alf simply said.
A short silence struck them.
'Eh... whats the signal?'
'Go,' Abe said.
Alf got up.
'Oh guys! Go! Go go!'
All the muds jumped down the gap.
'No wait! Stop! Hold o...'
But it was already to late. All the muds were already down there. Abe hid his face in the palm of his hand, and all he could hear were some screams, hits and blood splatter.
'Abe! Are you comin or what?' Alf asked.
Abe jumped down. He saw Alf and the muds stand around the dead body of the slig.
'I don't know how you thought of the idea, but it was great! Good thinking!'
Abe scratched the back of his head.
'Eh... yea your welcome... I guese...'
The muds went for the valve's, whenthey al stood where they had to stand, Abe spoke again.
'Ok, when I say so, turn your valve.'
'When you say what?' Alf asked.
Abe sighed.
'Just turn the valve!'
'Okay! Okay!
Turning the valve's didn't go easy. They were rusted, and apparently hadn't been used for a verry long time.
Non the less, they mannaged to turn them. And when all the valve's turned green, the wall infront of them started to open up.
'Oh no! Its collapsing!' Alf shouted histirical.
Abe had the uncontrolable erge to hit is old buddie, but managed to hold back.
'Its just a door you retard... Now get your ass trough it!'
The muds, including Alf went trough the door to end up in a large empty space, with nothing more then a vending machine.
'Check it out! Something to drink!'
Abe hurried inside after them, and tried to stop them when he found out what they found.
'Don't drink that!'
The muds looked back, angry and suprised.
'Why not?'
Abe tried to look for an explenation.
'Cuz eh... if brew is made by Glukkons... its... probably bad for ya...'
A moment of silence came before all the glimp remarks.
'What a wus...'
'I hear ya...'
One of the muds stepped outfront. First he sounded friendly...
'Look Abe, we came all this way, just to help, you.'
'Yea but...'
'Its not unreasonable... that we're just a little... bit... thirsty... NOW IS IT?!'
'Yea! So back off stitch lips!'
Abe tried to stop them, but they drank the brew anyway. Lots of it.
Then they got all sick looking, but they still wanted more.
One of the muds dropped the bottle in his drunken mood, then collapsed onto the others that were already down and out. Abe picked up the bottle.
'What the? Brew is made from our bone's!' in his reaction he dropped the bottle. 'This is bad... what do I do now?'
He looked at another bottle, hoping to find a clue to a cure or something. He didn't expect to find something like that on a Glukkon product, but still, he tried. In the end he found nothing more then: Manufactured at Soulstorm Brewery.
Suddenly a voice behind him, most likely high on the cliff.
'Whada you do? How about leadin us out a here?'
Abe didn't look back, he was still busy looking for answers.
'Sure, follow me.'
'Okay' the mud said just as Abe turned arround.
'But...'
'Whooooooooooaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh *tud*'
Abe hurried over to the ledge of the hole and looked down.
'Whoops...' he mumble'd. 'Everything ok down there?!'
No anwser.
Abe backed up a little... when he suddenly heard the sound of a rotor... the same sound he heard before. The slig!
When he turned around he saw the slig coming close fast. He looked for an exit, a way out!
He noticed something behind the brew machine... a well...
'Here goes nothing!'
He ran to the well, jumped in... not knowing where it would take him.
(Sorry if its a little rushed in some places. I tried to submit it once, but my stupid internet connection freaked out and I ended up losing everything so...
Comments are welcome!)
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