Chapter 7
They peered forlornly from the cold dungeon bars.
"I don't think he's coming." Russel said.
Noodle nodded sadly. "Those clones probably ripped him to shreds."
"Well, I've had enough of this." Murdoc stood up and started pounding on the bars in a feeble attempt to gain attention.
"That's not gonna work, Muds."
The bassist heaved an annoyed sigh and sat back down with a frowning expression.
"Hey guys." a familiar voice said from out of the darkness.
"2-D?" Noodle whispered.
"Yeah, are you all okay?" his tall frame came into view as he moved towards the small spots of light from the small light-bulb in the cell.
"Thank god you arrived. I've been stuck with this hulking fool for hours."
Russel and Noodle shot the bassist cold glares.
"Don't mind him," he muttered, "do you have an escape plan, 'D?"
2-D just grinned and held up a group of keys. "Get you lot out of here."
He paused, looking at his friends' expressions of relief and urgency and then returned to the keys with a frown of confusion.
"Now if only I can find the right one."
Unfortunately, he didn't have much time to search: the door suddenly slammed shut and the sound of heavy foot steps were drawing near.