February 10,
1374
Tully says in a weary voice.
"Trap? Shall we go figure out who is trying to trap helpful people? I
say let's do it and then kill them."
Zanax draws his sword and opens the door. He looks outside and says, "State the nature of the assistance you require."
Outside you see an attractive young woman with tiny horns sprouting out of her forehead, struggling with two big, burly men.
"Oh, help me!" she exclaims.
"Go back to bed, asshole," one of the men growls at Zanax.
Tully pokes his head out. "Did someone call me? Hey, let her go!" He keeps his blaster rifle down by his side.
"Or do you feel lucky? Well, do you?" He gives his best Clint Eastwood squint as he says it.
In a wink the man produces a switchblade and presses it to the woman's neck.
"Put the gun away and close the door."
"Don't be a dick," Wang says as Lo points a crossbow bolt at the man with the switchblade.
The man stares at Wang.
"You a ventriloquist or somethin'?"
Tully says, "Wow, you are fast.
However, you can't outrun a laser. You might kill her, but then you
will both be dead. Is it really worth it? Just let her go and you don't
have to die....you can live to try and nab her another day."
He and his companion start to back towards the stairs, holding the female between them and you.
Tully looks over the banister to see if there is an obvious car waiting for them.
He sees a 1974 Ford Pinto idling at the bottom of the stairs. It looks a lot like your 1974 Ford Pinto.
"Hey!" exclaims Watney. "That IS our 1974 Ford Pinto!"
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