No Update This Week

 No excuses, I just didn't write one. Part 23 will be posted in two weeks, on schedule

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Part 33

            MESSAGE SENT     Okay, that was all he needed. Time to go.       He sensed movement behind him. He rolled his head on his shoulders and spun around to face the Conglomeration, which no longer seemed dazed. This seemed to be a problem he was just going to have to deal with.. He chuckled to himself and pulled his axe.     "You and me seem to have an issue," he told the mass of flesh, teeth, and tentacles. "But I told everyone what happened to us. You won't survive if you get to the surface. They'll know how to defeat you!"       Kevin's voice rose to a yell in his final words, but the monster made no return conversation, made no acknowledgement that it even understood. That made sense though. It was a thing of mad hunger and primal instincts, there was no way it would have talked to him. no way to respond to hi- Oh shit.     He ducked again as a tentacle whipped at him, sli...
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Part 30

    Kevin typed into the console querying an overload procedure. Maybe there was an electrical pulse he could send through the system that would take out the Conglomeration - oh, look, there was the proper noun - and hopefully not fry the ability to send his information. That sounded farfetched as he thought it. Maybe there were explosives...       He looked around the room he was in for at least the fourth time - nothing explosive in here - and then scanned the room behind the glass. There weren't any of the red barrels in the room that signified something that would explode in fire. The hard drives could explode electrically he supposed, but he wasn't sure that he wouldn't destroy what he needed. Looking up... oh, okay, a catwalk. He could maybe drop that down onto the Conglomeration's... Well head didn't seem like the right word, but it was the closest.     Who designed this place?     Okay, so catwalks were usually bolted to somethin...
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Part 32

    A strange sensation - though maybe not quite as strange as being hoisted upside-down towards impending doom - was the breeze he felt in his nether region as he was hoisted upside-down towards impending doom. The bottom edge of the gown he had woken up in was now tickling his nose as the Conglomeration dragged him, bare assed, toward its nearest mouth.     He rubbed at his tickling nose with his hand and something hard and metal cracked him in his face before his knuckles could touch his nose. This caused two things to happen: first, his lip split open and blood started pouring out of his mouth; and second, he realized that he still held - and almost dropped thanks to his startled state - the pistol. He had a weapon in his hands that he could use to escape.  Somehow... Probably...     Blearily, blood dripping up into one of his eyes - being upside down was weird - he aimed his pistol towards the Conglomeration, shot once, thought better of it, then ...
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