Blood. Blood everywhere. A sea of souls wailing torment of lost Hope's, drowned sorrows and, always, exponential suffering. He tried to open his mouth to scream and sand filled it. It sank into the crevices of his mouth and throat. He tried to gag, but only could manage a faint murmur. The skies were of fire smoke and red lightning arced across the howling winds. No rain came however. Only a sea of sand which cut the skin like knives.
The earth was made up of rotten flesh and the spirits of the damned voraciously attempted to crawl their way out of it's fetid womb.
"Help!" He tried to scream through mouthfuls of salt.
Then, a distant light beckoned to him. He ran for it, but everywhere the damned sought to claim him. He wrenched himself from there grasp and charged forth, lest he lose himself to death... Or a fate even worse… He reached the light on his knees and through tear stung eyes he saw her. A saint she appeared, and he, the pauper. She seemed to only stare as if waiting for confession. Then he recognized her. It was
Seo Linn
.
She opened her mouth and Zoltan clung to every syllable "Help," Her voice like a symphony of harps...
He awoke with a start. Sweat drenched his body as if he had just taken a walk in the rain.
What was that?
"OPEN UP!"
His room was still dark, but he didn't need to flip on the lights to know his direction. With a soft slap of the boot Zoltan atempted to awaken Jack in the opposite bunk.
"OPEN THIS KHARKING DOOR RIGHT NOW!"
Whoever was at the door needed to relax, Zee doubted it was urgent. Probably just local thugs seeking to slither their way into their crime lords good grace's by taking out the local law. So quick to rush to their deaths... Since the fall of the Jen'ari Zee and his master had been lying low in the Coruscanti underworld. Posing as the crustaceans that were bounty hunters. They even went through such lengths to conceal themselves that Zoltan hadn't seen his master touch his saber in years.
Zoltan grabbed hold the D-14 blaster pistol off the nightstand as he made his way towards the door. Concealing the weapon behind his back and opening the door with his free hand he prepared to blast the scum, but, was blinded by a vicious spot light the moment he opened it.
"ZOLTAN OF ESHAN AND
Jack Anderson
, CORSEC HAS YOU SURROUNDED. YOU ARE WANTED FUGITIVES AND ARE TO BE TAKEN DEAD OR ALIVE. SURRENDER AND COME QUIETLY!"
Zoltan stumbled back inside and threw the door closed as he did so.
"Jack you daft bastard wake up! We got big problems!"
He squealed quietly as he threw on a shirt.
D.E.L.T.A.
The earth was made up of rotten flesh and the spirits of the damned voraciously attempted to crawl their way out of it's fetid womb.
"Help!" He tried to scream through mouthfuls of salt.
Then, a distant light beckoned to him. He ran for it, but everywhere the damned sought to claim him. He wrenched himself from there grasp and charged forth, lest he lose himself to death... Or a fate even worse… He reached the light on his knees and through tear stung eyes he saw her. A saint she appeared, and he, the pauper. She seemed to only stare as if waiting for confession. Then he recognized her. It was
Seo Linn
. She opened her mouth and Zoltan clung to every syllable "Help," Her voice like a symphony of harps...
He awoke with a start. Sweat drenched his body as if he had just taken a walk in the rain.
What was that?
"OPEN UP!"
His room was still dark, but he didn't need to flip on the lights to know his direction. With a soft slap of the boot Zoltan atempted to awaken Jack in the opposite bunk.
"OPEN THIS KHARKING DOOR RIGHT NOW!"
Whoever was at the door needed to relax, Zee doubted it was urgent. Probably just local thugs seeking to slither their way into their crime lords good grace's by taking out the local law. So quick to rush to their deaths... Since the fall of the Jen'ari Zee and his master had been lying low in the Coruscanti underworld. Posing as the crustaceans that were bounty hunters. They even went through such lengths to conceal themselves that Zoltan hadn't seen his master touch his saber in years.
Zoltan grabbed hold the D-14 blaster pistol off the nightstand as he made his way towards the door. Concealing the weapon behind his back and opening the door with his free hand he prepared to blast the scum, but, was blinded by a vicious spot light the moment he opened it.
"ZOLTAN OF ESHAN AND
Jack Anderson
, CORSEC HAS YOU SURROUNDED. YOU ARE WANTED FUGITIVES AND ARE TO BE TAKEN DEAD OR ALIVE. SURRENDER AND COME QUIETLY!"Zoltan stumbled back inside and threw the door closed as he did so.
"Jack you daft bastard wake up! We got big problems!"
He squealed quietly as he threw on a shirt.
D.E.L.T.A.
