We eventually decided to wait in the dungeon until Charles's team arrived. After all, Gareth won't know that I've escaped and that Charles is here, if we were both still in the exact room that he placed me in to begin with. After Charles's crew finally came, they used a whole heap of cool tech that I've never seen before, to open Declans cell.
Unfortunately Declan was still unconscious after they got him out and and patched his arm, as well as mine and his scrapes and grazes from the bombs. Since he has to be awake for us to get out of here, they gave him a mild shot of adrenaline. Which is why we are now all standing around in a circle, debating on how exactly we are going to rescue Clark, get the lavapick, stop the war which has been going on for years and will give us the homestead back and get out of all of it alive. To say it's difficult, would be an understatement.
"I suggest we go out there, shoot a couple of hogmers, then run over to Clark and get him to use the lavapick on them, which will save us," Declan proudly tells us all his not-so-brilliant idea of a plan.
"Oh geez, what a great idea. How 'bout we just stop at the nearest drive thru while we're about it?" Clinton, one of Charles's team of four, sarcastically says to Declan while rolling his eyes. In Charles's group there's, Carman, the groups medic, Clinton, one of the attack and defence officers, Chelsea the second attack and defence officer and finally there's Alfred, the gadget and tech guy. Together they kinda remind me of what our group once was. I guess now that Ambers gone we'll never be able to be like that again.
I sigh. Ambers gone and I need to get over it, she's never coming back, I just need to accept this simple yet torturously horrid fact. "Uh huh, right. You keep believing that buddy. Everyone knows that I'm the best in the head department, even ask Micky. Oi Micky tell him, right?" I blink in surprise at Declan who's still waiting for me to tell Clinton something.
"What?" I ask stupidly. Declan looks playfully annoyed at me while Clinton's smirking at Declan and Charles is smiling softly at me. I take it I said the wrong thing, then? "Sorry, I kinda zoned out for a minute there. What were you guys talking about?"
"Yeah, no kidding. Relax we just went totally off topic. Declan was suggesting the worlds stupidest ideas which led to Clinton going psycho and that then started a war of who's got the biggest brain or something. Honestly I'm kind of jealous of you not having to listen to that," Carman helpfully explains to me. I've never met her before, but I already like her and can see that we're going to get along fine.
Carman's little update of situation to me, though, begins a giant rant of profanities and lists of protests from Declan and Clinton. It's probably a good thing when Alfred, the groups technician, interrupts them by loudly clearing his throat, "Guys we are completely off topic. Have you all forgotten where we are? We seriously need to make an actual proper plan of how to do this. Now has anyone got some proper," Alfred purposely eyes Declan who simply smiles and shrugs back, "suggestions or ideas?"
Charles clears his throat, not to get people's attention, but more in the way like he's about to start a long speech, "Right, okay, good point, Alfred. This base was still here when I was working with Gareth, but not to much so I don't know the exact layout of the place, but I do know the basics. Basically, this base is made up of four layers; the bottom layer, which is where we are and is the dungeon as well as other torture and interrogation rooms. The third layer and the one above ours, is the hogmer manufacturing and testing layer. This is has top security twenty four seven basically. The second layer is the general level. I'm pretty sure that this is where you were before. All vistors, basic hogmers and how shall I put it? Dummies? Are on this level. Finally there is the top level which also has top security. This layer is not a cave like everywhere else, no, this level is a five star, VIP only level, if you get my draft. If they're keeping Clark anywhere here, I'd be placing my money there."
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Smoking Power
AçãoThe thing raises it's head and says in the same screechy voice, "you're playing with fire you know." I smirk back at it, "well I love to play with fire." I say as my hand erupts into a boiling ball of flames. It's on buddy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...