Saturday, 6 June 2015

Negotiating From The High Ground

Even as Dr. Apocgeddon held me over the side of the skyscraper by my throat, all I cared about was Gale and her safety.

“I know you two have a blood bond,” the evil Doctor was saying, oblivious to my attempts to dislodge his hands. “So tell me where the Daneche Keys are, and I won’t slaughter her.”

I got out “Fu-“ before he let me go.

Three quarters down I finally got a handhold, and began to climb back up. I guessed I had fifteen minutes of bragging and general swagging about before he’d kill her.

I guessed wrong.

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