Dropping Graknorke, Peradon, Tawarowitch, birdy15 and Origamiscienceguy to release few Lisas from limbo.
Then just run after Lisa and hope she knows where she's going.
You two keep running, until you the tunnel opens into larger cave. This one has a nice central road and various buildings on both sides. They are all older design, some apartment buildings, some town houses, one that might one time been a shop, but now in quite rundown state. Light is provided by torches and few lonely halogen lamps. Around middle of the cave, on left side, is a large building sized hole in the ground and few people standing around it.
"That's the entrance into Old Town!" Lisa says pointing at the hole. "We gotta jump in and we are almost safe!"
From behind you you hear a shout: "Chasing the prey!" Basically everybody on the road turns around to look who shouted, then at you and finally backing out of the way. Which leaves you two in plain sight. One group of people at the hole pulls out weapons. A net, bolas, spear, pistol.
"Crap! Of course they were waiting!"
"Escape spell!?.. Umm we will talk about this later. Seems like we have bigger problems right now. That doesn't sound like a police officer...Lisa, the backdoor is in the kitchen. There is a fence gate next to the plum tree in the backyard. We will talk about this magic later."
Samuel will peak out of a window and see who is outside.
"Sounds like orks. They are big and dumb. Be careful." she says before going to the backdoor.
Peeking from window you spot two large figures at the door. Gray skin, wide wide shoulders, leather jackets with torn off sleeves, mohawk, flat face, fangs, juggalos face paint, spiked shoulder pads, chains wrapped around wrists, fists like hammers pounding your door. "Stop hiding!"
It seems very unreal and same time
too real.
since we now have his claws in our hands, lets make him suffer for em. twist the wrist to the breaking point in a attempt to prevent him from doing anything, before attempting another stab, this time at his chest.
Nah bro, you aint strong enough, or he's too strong. Either way, you die because the big dog comes and crushes your skull with wits massive jaw.
Start downloading all of my sensitive data onto a thumb drive. While that process is running, start arming the homemade bombs planted throughout the house. "Looks like we're in this together now, squirt, like it or not. There's a shower upstairs where you can get cleaned up."
You release her and go on your business with downloading data and arming bombs. The kid uses the opportunity to sneak out of the house and escape. You too make your escape after securing the data.
Later on that night
they find you. They beat you until you vomit blood and bleed from all orifices. "You think you could double-cross us? Hmm? Maybe you know better in your next life." he says while holding the thumbdrive in front of your eyes. They leave you bleeding and naked into a warehouse where you die in pool of your own blood.
Go down too.
You climb down and lock the hatch behind you. It is a bit chilly down here but at least you aren't alone. While you wait you two chat about random little girl things, but it would seem that Lisa, as she introduces herself, isn't very informed about current trends of playing and fashion.
You hear muffled steps above and chattering. Doesn't sound like your parents.
Take the cruiser to the wormhole (tunnel), basking in the glow of the beautiful stars around me as I travel through space.
Random asteroids (road bumbs) occasionally knocks you and Lisa over, but otherwise you have very pleasant trip. The lesson of the trip is that you should look at the radar while cruising around instead of star gazing.
The brightly lit wormhole has some traffic. Not terribly much, nowhere as much as on prime daytime, but few starcrafts and freighters pass nearby. A bit too often for you to feel comfortable fly into the wormhole with your personal cruiser. Down in the wormhole you see a person with malfunctioning SEP field. A space janitor (wearing cloak and hood), carrying a bag size of small human. Every time the bag twitches the space janitor seems to jump into your conscious only to slip off seconds later.
"Might be better if we wait until he's gone, just to be safe." Lisa says, seemingly unaffected by the SEP field.
Deathcount: 10.
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