01-03-2023, 02:16 AM
She was very happy to reach their destination. Every few minutes, the critter in the bag began to stir, and Grym was getting pissed at having to punch it back still again. The doctor was going to have a good time with it, but at one point, she wondered if they should just kill it before dropping it off. Just in case it were to escape and the whole bunch repopulated again.
The lab was in a scary rundown building. Even the old florescent lamps flickered as they passed under their haunting illumination. It ran chills down Grym’s spine, and she moved cautiously forward. Her weapons were still strapped down, but she didn’t let her defenses relax too much.
Soon, they were greeted by the woman she assumed they were here to meet.
“Grym,” she repeated, but her hands were occupied taking care of the bag and its contents. There was no chance to shake hands.
They were led to a room full of plexiglass cages. Unbreakable, she hoped. Quick as dumping out a venomous snake, Grym upended the bag and quickly stepped aside so the lid could be secured.
A bloodied lump of a rodent-like creature landed on its back. It quickly righted itself and snapped at the fingers of the person closing the lid. Foam fell from its mouth. There were gashes on its body and one eye was soggy dark. Probably from Grym’s many punches.
“That little bitch has a nasty bite. Don’t get too close doctor,” Grym turned to her, relieved to be freed of the responsibility.
The lab was in a scary rundown building. Even the old florescent lamps flickered as they passed under their haunting illumination. It ran chills down Grym’s spine, and she moved cautiously forward. Her weapons were still strapped down, but she didn’t let her defenses relax too much.
Soon, they were greeted by the woman she assumed they were here to meet.
“Grym,” she repeated, but her hands were occupied taking care of the bag and its contents. There was no chance to shake hands.
They were led to a room full of plexiglass cages. Unbreakable, she hoped. Quick as dumping out a venomous snake, Grym upended the bag and quickly stepped aside so the lid could be secured.
A bloodied lump of a rodent-like creature landed on its back. It quickly righted itself and snapped at the fingers of the person closing the lid. Foam fell from its mouth. There were gashes on its body and one eye was soggy dark. Probably from Grym’s many punches.
“That little bitch has a nasty bite. Don’t get too close doctor,” Grym turned to her, relieved to be freed of the responsibility.
‡‡ GRYM ‡‡