February 7,
1374
Tully says, "Shit!"
"In the bathroom," says Wang, pointing.
Suddenly you notice a faint glow
in the air before the bard. It brightens and takes on substance, as the
shape of a person forms within it. In a moment it has become
Watney...now surrounded by a pearly glow.
"You've killed me!" exclaims the soul of Watney. "What do I do now?"
Tully says, "Stick with us...I will get you back, I swear it."
"Maybe I can find a soulless body
to take over," says Watney. He spies Lo, standing there like a silent
zombie. "Ummm...never mind."
Zanax shakes his head. "Let's get some rest and figure out how to get out of the plane tomorrow."
Zanax sits down on the floor resting against a wall.
You all claim sections of wall and pieces of floor around the hole, settle down and try to get some sleep.
Just as you are about to doze off you hear voices and sounds of a struggle through the door that leads out into the hallway.
"Shut up, you stupid woman!" growls a deep and threatening voice, punctuated by a punch.
"Ow!" comes a plaintive feminine cry. "Won't somebody help me?"
Next
day...