Chapter 10
That day Dylan, Beka, and Rommie continued their work at the hold of the Goldensun.
After twenty minutes, they were finally through. Shoving what was left of the door out of the way, Dylan made his way into the hold. It was bigger than the other two and held more crates, and also smelled ten times as bad. Beka gagged and tried to keep her lunch where it should be. Dylan did the same.
"Well, at least we know where that smell comes from," said Dylan.
"I'll go look in the crates," said Rommie, seeing the trouble the two were having. She made her way alone across the aisle down the middle of the room, with huge crates on either side. Choosing one at random she jumped up on top of it and pried open the lid. Even her censors were not prepared for the sight she saw when she looked in, and she almost lost her balance.
"Dylan, I think you should get over here NOW," she said. Dylan, keeping himself under control as much as possible went over to the crate. Rommie hauled him up onto the top with her and he looked in.
Dead, rotting bodies.
He gasped and gagged again from the smell.
"Seal off this hold. Don't let anyone in. We'll have to get Harper to find a way to preserve these," he said, waving his hand in the direction of the bodies. "Let's get out of here,"
They both jumped down from the crate and got out of the room quickly. Beka looked puzzled at their shocked faces but kept silent until they got away from the smell.
Then she said "Did you find what you thought you would?"
"No. Something much worse," replied Dylan. He didn't appear as though he was going to continue.
"Well??"
"Dead people," Beka jumped. That had not been what she was expecting at all.
"I thought it was just illegal drugs or something, but never did I think of this," he said.
"I guess that doesn't shed any light on why that slipfighter attacked them," said Beka
Dylan shook his head, "I want to keep this a secret from Hannah, alright? And it might be better if we don't tell anyone else in case they let it slip and she overhears someone talking," Beka and Rommie nodded and headed off to mess hall for lunch.
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That day Dylan, Beka, and Rommie continued their work at the hold of the Goldensun.
After twenty minutes, they were finally through. Shoving what was left of the door out of the way, Dylan made his way into the hold. It was bigger than the other two and held more crates, and also smelled ten times as bad. Beka gagged and tried to keep her lunch where it should be. Dylan did the same.
"Well, at least we know where that smell comes from," said Dylan.
"I'll go look in the crates," said Rommie, seeing the trouble the two were having. She made her way alone across the aisle down the middle of the room, with huge crates on either side. Choosing one at random she jumped up on top of it and pried open the lid. Even her censors were not prepared for the sight she saw when she looked in, and she almost lost her balance.
"Dylan, I think you should get over here NOW," she said. Dylan, keeping himself under control as much as possible went over to the crate. Rommie hauled him up onto the top with her and he looked in.
Dead, rotting bodies.
He gasped and gagged again from the smell.
"Seal off this hold. Don't let anyone in. We'll have to get Harper to find a way to preserve these," he said, waving his hand in the direction of the bodies. "Let's get out of here,"
They both jumped down from the crate and got out of the room quickly. Beka looked puzzled at their shocked faces but kept silent until they got away from the smell.
Then she said "Did you find what you thought you would?"
"No. Something much worse," replied Dylan. He didn't appear as though he was going to continue.
"Well??"
"Dead people," Beka jumped. That had not been what she was expecting at all.
"I thought it was just illegal drugs or something, but never did I think of this," he said.
"I guess that doesn't shed any light on why that slipfighter attacked them," said Beka
Dylan shook his head, "I want to keep this a secret from Hannah, alright? And it might be better if we don't tell anyone else in case they let it slip and she overhears someone talking," Beka and Rommie nodded and headed off to mess hall for lunch.
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