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Karen and Pete were heading for the cavern. Karen was leading
the way, and Pete was following her, having a good look at her
outfit, but mainly, he was following her to help her keep her
balance on the rocky slope. Once at the base of the hill, there
was something that looked like a pedestrian trail. It was made
mainly of flat rocks, and seemed to have been compacted. Karen
was able to relax her legs. She was panting heavily.
"Want to rest for a while?"
"Yeah, that would be welcome" she said, sitting on a
big rock. She tretched her legs and wiggled her toes. "Woo!
That's welcome".
"You're sure there's no way to help you with anything?"
"For the jeans, no way. For the shoes, if we were in a forest,
I could use bark from a tree, or something like that, and make
some kind of a sandal from it. But all that we see here, is rocks...
And, well, " she said, a little embarassed, "I'm kind
of turned on by that rubbing on my crotch."
"Really?"
"Yeah" she said, with a nervous laugh. "It must
seems strange to you."
"Well, to be honest with you, I'm kinda turned on by the
look of it".
They both look at each other, and let out a small laugh. Her
relaxing moment was cut short by a high pitch noise, coming from
the other side of the hill, followed by an explosion.
"They've found the escape pod" said Pete, grabbing Karen
by the arm. "Lets's head for the cavern. Fast!"
The ship appeared on their right, just behind them. They were
running as fast as they could. A blast. Rock fragments flew in
every directions, scorching them on their way. Karen had a nasty
cut on her back. Her shirt was falling to pieces. Pete has been
hit on the back and on the legs. His basic jumpsuit was also in
bad shape. Another blast. More fragments. Karen could feel them
hitting the back of her legs, but a quice look revealed that the
modified denim resisted. It was still intact. But her back was
getting hit more and more, as well as Pete's.
They were reaching the entrance of the cavern when the third blast
hit. Pete received a piece of rock behind the head, which knocked
him cold. The ceiling of the cavern colapsed. Karen tripped on
her heels, and fell. She had twisted an ankle. The falling ceiling
trapped her lets. She couldn't see Pete in all that dust, and
now, she was beginning to choke. Just before she fainted, she
could see 2 creatures coming at them. But they seemed to float
in the air...
The light was bright, but soft at the same time. Karen felt
very calm. She was laying on some kind of table. She looked around.
Pete was there, on her right, also on a table, covered with a
shiny sheet of fabric. She felt somebody apporaching, and looked
left. It was there, floating, wearing a large cape and a hood.
She couldn't makeup it's face.
"Please, stay calm".
She could understand the words, but no sounds was heard. It "sounded"
like a woman.
"No need to talk" she said. "You need to rest.
Don't worry. You're safe from the Roohans here."
She left her arm. Karen felt warm and surrounded by peace. She
fell asleep.
