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Nathan Baxter wrote
"This really doesn't look good," Kei admitted out loud, moving past the
body
of a dead dog, one that appeared to have been blown up from the inside.
Hmmm... Aliens ref?
Nope. Just the condition of the dog.
Before Kei could ask Iria what was troubling her, the older woman
announced
in non-debatable tones, "This place is a tomb. We're out of here."
Aw, no room for really over the top necrophilia jokes?
What I meant to say here...
Might want to replace tomb with morgue. Just for irony, and stuff.
Nah. Tomb sounds better to me and involes the dark musty imagery I'm going
for. I think of far more sterile conditions when I hear something compared
to a morgue.
"Do you think the odds are better we'll catch up to him, or that we'll
actually find a clue in that mess"? Kei asked.
They both suck. You're screwed.
No, that was the wazzit incedent. Planet of the phallic tentacle critters,
or something like that.
Yep. :)
squiggly pet that reminded the raven-haired troubleshooter of the 'Many
Limbed Tentacle Monsters of Phallus Five'. Now there had been an
'adventure'
to be certain. Yuri hadn't been able to sit down for a week after
encountering one of the more 'mighty' members of that particular
species...
Yeah! That's them!
Be well. h_h
Thanks for reading.
D.B. Sommer