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Just one more thing, you reply as you tap your chin in thought, he and his ‘<span class="mu-i">boys</span>’ see anything out of the ordinary around here lately?
Donnie responds with an incredulous look. “You uh… you look out the window lately, freak?”
Yes, yes, you groan, things have gotten pretty lively lately, but that’s besides the point! You’re talking about <span class="mu-i">ESPECIALLY</span> weird stuff, okay?! Like… you dunno… <span class="mu-b">LEADS?</span>
“<span class="mu-i">LEADS?</span>” Echoes the skeleton as your two goons get ready to drop his ass, “You probably know more than I do, kid–we only blew through here and trapped those damn <span class="mu-r">MUTTS</span> about a day ago!”
You frown. Oh well! Drop hi-
“<span class="mu-i">NoNONOnuhNO!</span>” Donnie screams as the pack beneath him grows restless, “Just… just let me think, okay?!” As Eddie and Talbot dangle him above certain doom, the skeleton rapidly rattles off tidbits of info:
“Been a lot less of us around lately–guessing that’s your doing, huh? Last group we talked with was a squad of soldiers heading for that <span class="mu-g">MUSEUM–</span> said somethin’ about resupplying? Said they’d stop by if they found some extra weapons, but they never came back–selfish pricks!”
“That museum’s pretty popular all of a sudden, huh?” Eddie remarks as he looks your way. “Didn’t that <span class="mu-r">SEA WITCH’S</span> goons stop by there a while ago too?”
“What’s so special about it anyways?” Talbot groans, “They don’t even have that many dinosaurs there…”
“Search me.” Donnie shrugs. “Won’t catch <span class="mu-i">me</span> going there, that’s for damn sure.”
Great, you huff, now does he mind telling you something you <span class="mu-i">DON’T</span> know?
“Right, right, sorry! Oh yea,” The skeleton continues with wide eye sockets, “been hearin’ a lot of <span class="mu-i">odd</span> noises at night lately. Nothin’ big, mind, but still.”
Where?
“Down there.” Donnie answers as he points a finger towards the <span class="mu-r">SEWER MANHOLE</span> a few feet away. “Not a bad way to get around if you don’t mind smellin’ like shit.”
Yea, you shiver, you’re uh… you’re good.
“And still smell like <span class="mu-i">cinnamon.</span>” Talbot observes. “Man, girl’s deodorant is somethin’ else.”
He has no idea…
>CONTD.
