>>5132967Squeezing into one of the elevators with Art, Syb, Talbot, and Eddie, the latter is the first to break the ice as you feel your ride descend into the Earth. “So… you have any idea what your meeting with the boss will be like?”
“I’ll admit I’m a bit curious as well…” Sybil adds, face scrunched up in thought. “One would think they’d have quite a bit riding on this situation given all of the manpower and the preparations they’ve made…”
If it’s anything like last time, you reply with a shrug, you’ll probably talk about lobsters and cults or something–Bali…
“I think I’ve seen ‘em once or twice at a few events.” Talbot mutters to himself. “Kinda kooky. Think they had an eyepatch or something, too.”
Oh <span class="mu-i">yea?</span> Did they have a <span class="mu-i">peg leg</span> and <span class="mu-i">glowing yellow eyes</span> too? Come o-
Before you can finish your teasing, a wave of nausea splashes over you, Talbot, and Syb that sends all three of you crashing to the elevator’s floor!
“Damn it–that part <span class="mu-i">ALWAYS</span> sneaks up on me!” Art growls as he promptly helps Syb back up. Assisted by Eddie, you feel a little bad when Talbot has to get up by himself. But, you know, not <span class="mu-i">SUPER</span> bad.
“Wha…” He slurs, bracing himself against the wall, “Whadda <span class="mu-i">hell’s</span> thish?”
“A <span class="mu-b">MAGICAL… BARRIER…</span>” Sybil explains through clenched teeth. “Curt’s <span class="mu-g">ORDER</span> erected it… to defend against… intruders…”
While Eddie holds you steady by your shoulders, Talbot stares off into space for a few moments before sputtering back to reality! “... Damn… Those… Those guys actually <span class="mu-i">did</span> something?”
Yea, you groan, you can barely believe it either! It’s alright though, you continue as you feel your equilibrium come back to you, you get over it after a few minutes! Watching Talbot take a bit longer to recover than you or Sybil, you add a smug grin to the end of your statement. If, that is, you’re not a <span class="mu-i">WUSS</span>, that is!
“Wuss?” Groans your ex-bodyguard as he shakes off the barrier’s effects, “This… this is <span class="mu-i">nothing</span>--I’ve had worse!”
Feeling the elevator’s descent slow down, you take a position in front of the doors and respond with a menacing giggle–don’t think that you’re safe just because you’re in a bunker, you warn! Danger appears when you least expect-
Before you can finish, a meaty gloved hand rips through the opening doors and clasps around your neck!
“<span class="mu-s">PARBLE!</span>” Roars a voice you were happy to avoid hearing for a few updates now, “<span class="mu-s">YER’ LATE!</span>”
Hi again… <span class="mu-g">BLUMENKRANTZ,</span> you choke…
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