Day 2: Sweat
Character(s): Irhun, Zivoks
Irhun ran as fast as he could, pushing doors open as the thumping got louder and louder. He quickly jumped up into the air, latching onto one of the metal bars lining the ceiling of the factory building. The Thumper stopped underneath Irhun, rotating in a circle, snapping at the air to reach him. Irhun’s arms ached as he struggled to hold on, sweat dripping down his forearm. He could feel his grip slipping and he forced himself to hold on.
He knew he would come back after the current run was over, but he really didn’t want to die getting eaten by a Thumper. Even though he came back, that didn’t stop it from hurting like hell.
Blue particles surrounded Irhun, and he almost cried with relief as he was teleported back to the ship.
He faceplanted onto the ground and groaned as he rose up.
“Holy Great Machine!” shrieked Zivoks, slapping a hand over his chest, “You’re alive?!”
“Barely,” croaked the teenager, “Thanks for the save,”
“Uh, yeah, sure, don’t do that again,”
“No promises,”
