《Project Felia》Volume 3 Chapter 3 - Human Carcass
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“Finally, I am so tired” Cortez almost dived in under the roof of the first checkpoint”
“Phew, finally..”
“Feels like we have been walking for hours just to get here.”
“I am so wet and dirty, damn this mud!” Everyone was really muddy, mostly Odin since he fell earlier, but Elisa cared the most.
“Say that again”
“What?”
“The first sentence”
Cortez was trying to trick Elisa.
“ehmm, I said I was wet and dir---Jerk!”
Elisa was just about to hit Cortez.
“Please don’t hit me, please”
“urgh, I am to tired for this anyway, I will beat you up twice next time!”
Cortez exhaled relieved.
We took out something to drink and eat from our inventory and relaxed on the bench.
The checkpoint almost look like its mushroom shaped, with the celling and the pillar in the middle to hold it all up.
I suddenly felt really vozy and my back started to hurt, I got up quick,, but I fell on the ground paralyzed. As I was laying on the ground I could only see that Elisa, Cortez and Odin also fell to the ground.
Someone walked up to me and crouched down.
“You know what you get when you have a high speced poison assassin, with a poison alchemist and a mage? No? You get this.”
He was waving a flask back and forth.
“It is a strong paralytic poison, took us a long time of experimentation to make, but it sure does the trick, and you should be going to sleep……..about…now….”
Everything went dark.
I came around from time to time, feeling my body being transported, I didn’t know what it was, but it was moving fast. I could not open my eyes, I could just barley feel the motion.
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Then I went back to sleep.
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I awakened strapped to a cross like object, I was hanging in the air in only my trousers, on some kind of machine.
I looked over to my left and right, I could see others also being strapped, but they were still unconscious.
The machine started moving, transporting us more and more to the left, I just nudged a bit left over and over with a 15 seconds interval, I don’t know the hell is going on or where I was.
I began to look around, it was some kind of facility, I could barely see through the windows across the room, all I saw was some other machines and players experimenting on a dead body.
The machine was still pulling us more and more to the left, on my far left I could see the beginning of a room, whatever was going on I knew it was my turn soon. I tried my best to get lose from the straps, but it was no use, there have got to be a way.
They are all sleeping and I am not, I searched the room for clues or something I could use to get me out of these straps, my torso was free, only my arms and legs were strapped.
I got moved more to the left, I could see a big machine with a long pointy end covered in dripping blood.
There was no way out of the straps ,at least not by trying to force my way out of them, there was nothing in the room that would help me escape either.
I got moved even more to the left!
The guy next to me got stabbed by the machine and it left a big hole in his stomach and the blood was just pouring out down in a big pool of some mixture of blood and chemicals.
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There was guards and players everywhere, it was like they were experimenting. I had no choice but to dislocate my thumb so I could slide my hand easier under the strap on my right side, it hurt like hell and I just barely got my hand free, I quickly tried to free my other hand, but all the straps got loosened because of some kind of error, the machine probably thought there was something wrong and therefor it had to dispose of the body.
Right under me was the pool of experimentation, just as I fell into it I woke up in a prison cell and Odin was there sleeping.
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My thumb was fine and I had all my gear on me.
Was it all just a dream or hallucinations from the drug? I woke Odin up.
“Odin, get up”
“What, Sky?” Odin got a look around as he was half asleep.
“Where are we?”
“I don’t know”
I went up towards the window and saw other prisoners trapped like us.
“Where is Elisa and Cortez?”
“I was wondering the same thing, but to find that out we need to know where we are, I figure this is some kind of prison, but where this is and how to get out of here is a mystery.”
“So what are we going to do?”
“Only thing we can do, wait and see what this is all about, but when someone opens that door we smash his head in steals his keys and try to make a run for it.”
“Gottcha!”
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“That’s where they are being kept huh?” The big guy in the clock was using a binocular as he was look at an old saw mill.
“The saw mill is only cover, they are working underground… Look over there”
The girl was pointing at a red light on top of the saw mill.
“If this place truly was abandoned there would not have been any power, let’s get up there”
They went towards the mill and the big guy jumped up on the roof with the girl on his shoulders.
The girl used a spell that made them pass through the ceiling and they got inside and saw a door with a code.
“Can’t you just use the same spell to get through?”
“No, this one is spell protected, we have to kill the generators to unlock the door as well as the cell blocks.”
“Where can the generators be?”
“Ohh, that is not hard, I can sense the energy flow through the air, follow me”
They got back outside and headed away from the saw mill to a place of nothingness.
“What are we doing here? There is just mud here, no generators.”
The girl bend over and started feeling the ground.
“It’s here, below us…I will just use my spell and we will be through in no tim---?!”
The big guy just slammed the ground as hard as he could and busted through to the power room.
“Well, that works too”
The room was squared, with only 1 door and no windows nor guards.
“Well, go on, SMASH!”
The big guy just grinned and started smashing all the generators.
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The alarm started going off!
“What is happening?”
We could hear and feel something hammering.
“Get up! Be prepared for everything!”
Everything went dark and every cell block cell opened up.
Author note: Feel free to comment :)
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