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Date Posted: 22:49:26 08/06/02 Tue
Author: Chester Mann
Subject: Do Not Pass Go
In reply to: Hub Security Force 's message, "Perhapes today is a good day...nah..." on 18:13:43 08/06/02 Tue

"Unnnnnnhh...." "Chester" groaned. He had gone from being so close to going back three spaces. Though it did amuse him that it took twenty men to force a three-foot tall Manches into a cell. His helmet gave him readings on the energy shackles.

Out came the tentacles.

The clawed tendrils prodded at the bonds' outputs, trying to disrupt them. It was in vain. A sigh fogged up "Chester's" helmet. He looked all around his cell; it was empty.

He was so close.

So close.

"The Grigoris." The thought of the dimensional protectors working for him prompted a grin. But how? He couldn't operate an irony like that from a cell. It wasn't an option.

Escape had become his prime concern. Generate the disguise of a guard? No, he doubted the Hub hired creatures of his stature. Besides, he'd be too lanky to be a believable human of his size...not to mention that noggin of his. Try to find some maintenance hatch with his tendrils? His helmet's scanners weren't finding any.

An idea popped in his head. A small disc flipped out from his wrist and into his palm. On the disc was a button. On the button were the letters, "E," "M," and "P."

Click!

The disc literally exploded, sending the shockwave that deactivated his bonds and the cell door. The guards standing in front of the hold hurled their weapons aside...only to be knocked away by a set of tendrils. The tiny terror scurried through the command center, leaping and attacking every guard in sight as technicians struggled to get power back.

"Chester" was on the back of a guard when he saw the lights come back on. The small shock didn't last long as evem the blasters came online on their own. The recent message of Spaceman Bill's death lost all priority as every crew member grabbed a firearm.

"Gehenna will rise!" He screamed, leaping off of the soldier's back as a volley of fire streaked toward him. "Chester" made a dive for a door....

And got a foot in the face. He stumbled backward as a guard grabbed him.

"Not on my watch."

"Chester" only snarled as a quartet of tentacles shoved his captor off and delivered a shocking punch to his roadblock's gut. Another soldier hit a button, causing the door to slam shut.

"Dammit!" "Chester" thought. He launched himself onto the celing, only to come face to face with a sentry gun. The tendrils released, and the madmanches dropped onto the floor, running under trigger-happy security officers' legs. A leap and a kick not only shoved the button, but launched him through the now-open door. A swarm of soldiers followed.

"Chester" ran like mad, darting this way and that, zig-zagging through the various paths, leaping over obstacles. He finally slid into a room, exhausted and confident of his escape.

"Oh no."

He had just entered the Command Center. The troops had just caught up. Once again, several guns were all pointing towards "Chester Mann." A tendril shot out towards a vent and pulled him in, allowing a well-placed kick to get rid of the covering. The small scourge immediately took off, and no one, not even he, could be sure of where he was going....

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They only come out at night. Or in this case, during the daytime. -- Commander Zolan, 11:43:22 08/07/02 Wed