It had been deathly quiet for a long time. In fact, as Steve inched his way
forward in the darkness, alert to even the gentlest whisper, he wondered if he
had even heard a noise at all. He
crept on, straining to distinguish any foreign sound from that made by his
cloth-wrapped feet along the dungeon corridor. He froze. Was
that the sand beneath his feet, or a manila envelope tearing open in the inky
blackness?
FLASH! A strobe
of burning light exploded in his face, blinding him almost instantly. Almost…for in that split-second he saw
a wild Wizards Mutants Laser Pistols Issue #3 lunging for his neck, then felt
the cold metal of its exposed staple binding bite into his jugular.
…
Yeah! Looking forward to it!
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