A Hamsters Perspective

16~Spikes

After the panic had passed, Oscar directed us to go on. Beep                 Beep                Beep         Beep      Beep  BeepBeepBeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Another trap. This time Creamy simply stepped forwards and waved his laser out into nothingness, which set off the trap. Around 15 tall thing wooden poles covered in spikes rose from the ground and started spinning on the spot. We'd have to walk around them. In our groups of 8 all the hamsters managed to direct themselves round the menacing poles until only our group remained. I began to carefully weave around them, following Nibbles path until I felt something snag on my long fur. The beams were moving. Nibbles disappeared from my view as the spikes blocked her out, someone called my name I think but I can't hear through the grinding and clucking of the poles rotations. I sprinted blindly through, dodging when I could and trying to avoid the unstoppable beams. At last I saw the rest of H-FORCE waiting on the other side. Just as I reached them a spike caught my leg and carried on rotating with it, I managed to shake it off but not before my back leg was badly bleeding. The moment that I collapsed down onto the floor 2 smallish hamsters scampered up and started quickly talking. I recognised them as Bubbles and Squeaks, the two hamster medics. One got out a small green box and started searching through.
"SQUEAKS WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"GETTING A PLASTER!"
" NOT A PLASTER A BANDAGE YOU IDIOT!"
"WELL YOU DIDN'T SPECIFY!"
"IT SHOULD BE OBVIOUS!"
"YOU SHOULDN'T ASSUME!"
"SHUT UP AND GET THE BANDAGE!"
"I AM!"
"DO IT QUICKER!"
"WELL YOU DO IT THEN FUSSY!"
Oh god why are these two klutz hamsters the medics? I'm probably going to die from blood loss before they manage to get a bandage out, I tried lifting my head to look at them but the simple motion made me black out.