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sundin13 said:


Hearing a loud banging coming from the cargo bay, Simon could only assume one thing....someone else had joined him in the maintenance shaft. "Fuck" he whispered to himself. "This might get unpleasant." Turning to face the direction of the cargo bay, he could only wait and see how this played out.

Dylan Sommers

 

While on top of the crate, he jumped once towards the entrance, but couldn't reach it. Second time, he nearly grasped the edge.

"Third time's the charm." He then jumped a bit higher and managed to grasp the edge. Dylan grunted as he hoised himelf up into the shaft. As he got inside, he saw a guy in a black sweatshirt. He seemed surprised, and nervous. Dylan, on the other hand, was all smiles. His bloodshot eyes made him look like a maniac.

"Well, well, well... what do we have here? A stowaway..." Dylan unholstered his Beretta.