[HG-PBEM] Re: Welcome to the Dungeon
- From: "Dennis D. Kirkpatrick" <dkirkpat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <apaworks@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Thu, 22 May 2003 15:08:02 -0600 (MDT)
> [ A glowing glow stick? That's just crazy enough that it might work! ]
[Yeah, you know those chemical glow stick that you can buy. The kind you
snap and then the chemicals emit lit. That's what it is. I guess it
sounded a little humorous-- glowing glow stick.]
Robb Neumann said:
>> Tina first felt her breathing. It was steady and calming, but then she
>> suddenly remembered the fight. She remembered Carlie and Rohgen,...
>> Sanjay. She groaned and slowly open her eyes. She could barely see,
>> her pupils still shaking off the effects of the drug, but there was a
>> faint glow that illuminated the windowless room. It was cool and damp
>> with a slight stench floating in the air.
>>
>> She heard a stiring nearby, then a groan. It sounded like Rohgen, only a
>> short distance away.
>
> "Your lizard seems to have escaped confinement," Tina said, flatly.
> "With any luck, it is no doubt mounting a rescue operation to free us
> from our prison."
[...Rohgen?]
She got up and kicked Carlie's foot, not really testing to see if she was
awake, but making sure she wasn't dead. Carlie's foot twitched, but
otherwise she was still out cold.
> The effects of the drug were strong, enough to make each step a little
> unsure, as if she were trying to walk across ice during an earthquake,
> but it wasn't the first time Tina had been drugged. A lot of strange
> things happened during the war. This wasn't new enough to surprise her.
That was when Tina thought she heard voices beyond the door, both sounded
male in tone. "Did you hear something?" one voice asked.
"No," the other responded.
There was a brief pause. "So, when do you think that they'll wake up?" the
first voice asked.
"They'll be sleeping for a long time, I figure," the other voice responded.
"I'm starving You want to catch a late night snack?" the first continued.
"Sure, let's go." With that footfalls on a stone floor started and then
soon faded away. Finally, the sound of another steel door being slammed
shut reverberated beyond the locked door.
[...]
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