END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS

[sailmods]

[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]

Comments

[hate_gettin_older]

"Good man, then." A touch more firmly. "When you find Flan, can you tell her where I am?"

A pause. "And --" He's already made contact with Nimona by this time, so -- "have you seen Max Maximum, or Grace, or Fever?"