07-20-2020, 12:47 AM
“I’ve seen some shit in Chicago, but a sliced off head ain’t one of them,” Andre said. “What the hell kind of people you call friends?” He laughed, exaggerating the nerves in his voice for humor. Completely for humor.
Drips and splashes in the dark made him swing the force light around and around, but he never saw anything except the scuttle of small shapes he hoped were just rats.
“Unless Cosette’s Dungeon is down here, I can’t imagine anything fun is waiting. It’s not down here, is it?” He looked a little hopeful at the prospect.
Andre just followed Mik, completely at the other guy’s mercy.
Drips and splashes in the dark made him swing the force light around and around, but he never saw anything except the scuttle of small shapes he hoped were just rats.
“Unless Cosette’s Dungeon is down here, I can’t imagine anything fun is waiting. It’s not down here, is it?” He looked a little hopeful at the prospect.
Andre just followed Mik, completely at the other guy’s mercy.