(Well, I had hoped a little to get a post from Patrick, but the main reason I didn't update yesterday was because it was Thursday. I wasn't around to update.)
Everyone except Ms Tasilvinadr settles down for sleep again, ignoring the buzzing noises sounding throughout the camp. With the second attack in the night, the numbers of hopping insects have greatly increased; the leftovers didn't dissipate like the ones did yesterday evening, probably attracted by the firelight. Ms Tasilvinadr keeps watch, searching the treeline for any possible movement, as she waits for dawn to break. In the middle of the night, however, Ms Martin wakes with a surprised screech; she was just bitten by one of the hoppers! There's a nasty welt on her arm surrounding an inch-diameter disc of missing flesh. The insect is still nearby, fattened by the meal, although it vainly attempts bouncing away before Ms Tasilvinadr stomps it flat.
Ms Martin feels a bit sick from the insect's bite, and her arm is bleeding rather badly. She opens her first aid kit and puts some anaesthetic around the wound before applying a dab of anti-biotic cream. Carl assists her in bandaging the wound.
Dawn breaks shortly after, and Ms Tasilvinadr wanders about the camp. She almost misses that the various corpses have been mostly destroyed; all the flesh is gone from the human corpse, leaving only a skeleton with a few pieces of muscle still attached, while the corpses of the strange creatures are visibly gaunt, though their skins seem undisturbed.
The sight is too much for her tired system. She sits down and faces the ground, holding her stomach and trying not to heave.
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Topic: Neustra Veritas: Betrayal and Survival (7/4) (Read 22168 times)