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| Vexar | October 26 2008, 09:58 AM |
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Three had seen it all before. A trigger, a release, a shot, and the trap would be done. D had been with him enough to know that she would nearly always be the front runner in trap finding. She never tired of it, nor feared it. At least not from what Three could see. He watched D vanish into the dark of the corridor, Her flashlight was the only beacon of her still being alive. -Clink!- Trigger. -Glglglglglunk- Release. -Thew!- Shot. -Thud- The trap was done. Three knew D was fine, her flash light didn't move. In fact, she hadn't released the trap at all. He heard gurgling from someone behind him. "Gordon." Three spoke out. "I'm sorry mate. Yeh, should've been watchin." He said softly to a man laying on the ground. He was clasping his throat, an arrow at its center. The man gurgled as he clenched his throat. There would be no survival, no attempt to waste supplies and save his life. -Silence- Death was upon us. "Ye'd all be best to learn from this man's mistake. Jeff was a good man. Not a careful one, it seems." With this Three and his group began to wander further down the hall. The had no choice but to leave Jeffery Gordon behind, his foot still on the small stone that triggered his death. |
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