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“Why did – how – but – he was just a cleaner,” Lagos babbled as he half-led, half-chased Predericon through the passages. “He was,” Predericon said. “Unfortunately, he was also trying to kill me and it seems as though he … Continue reading →

“I had to move,” John explained, loosening the grating with a metallic squeal and struggling to clamber out into the room. “Before I was ready to. I couldn’t wait, once Mercibald showed up. You know what he is, of course.” … Continue reading →

She sat for a short while, trying not to think about Gyden or Lelhmak, trying to reason which of the items on the tray were drugged. It was difficult, since they all smelled vaguely tainted. She was reasonably certain that … Continue reading →

That was the feeling, Predericon realised. That was what was so familiar about it. The frozen feeling of a trapped animal – the same feeling that she had felt in Odium’s brief presence. “Odium,” she repeated blankly. Her blankness was … Continue reading →

Special fun note: This is the 1,947th post on this blog. Spooooooky. John continued to deliver food and messages for a short while, and then the routine changed. This was not in itself unusual – Predericon had already noted that … Continue reading →

The routine re-established itself, and it soon became apparent – if it hadn’t been already – that they were not going to let Predericon speak with Gyden. Not in the foreseeable future … and, if she was being honest with … Continue reading →

She sat down on the bed, quite incidentally placing her body between the mirror and the tray, and began picking desultorily at her food. She moved the fruit and bread around on the tray, finally flipping the paper plate over … Continue reading →

Brackish covered his response well, immediately becoming all smiles once more and assuring her that he had seen ‘Lemlak’ but that he unfortunately was not authorised to talk about their other ‘guests’ with her very much, but that he had … Continue reading →

After a few more hours, the comm system instructed her to back away from the wall again. She did so, expecting Lagos to appear to retrieve her food tray. Instead, it was a different human who opened the door, stepped … Continue reading →