Pull Up, Hop Out, All In One Motion
Here is a map of the GMI's Subsea Station A. If you want more info about this place, just look back to posts at the end of November 2006 or do a blogger search for GMI or something. You're smart people, you'll get it.
1) you are downstairs in the lighthouse, but
2) you don't have to cross Ezekiel's line to leave.
Hope that clears shit up. You woke up on the floor of the weird metal Experiment room, again.
Letter sent to Kottke. I dunno, I don't think he'll post this though.
Static on the CB. Huh.
The chainmail is hobbit, large. Either of you could wear it. I don't really care, but you'll need to ask who will benefit more I guess... or whatever. Figure it out.
Bone wand looks like a one foot long wooden dowel, 'cept it's clearly made of bone. No markings or runes. No chips neither.
The book is a Magic-User book. Threnody, knock yessef out.
Ezekiel passes on the food Dag, with a polite holding-up of his hand and a shake of his head. "Nope, none for me thanks. I eat babies, remember? Toddlers, tykes, little whipper-snappers, Daddy's Big Boy, Little Precious... line 'em up. If you had a baby, we'd talk business. As is, sorry."
Up you go. Raining like crazy outside. Damn. In the chill wind, you curse your luck- no boats or nothing. Then...
Then you spy, bobbing up and down in the waves, at the end of the dock, a metal hatch in the water.
Fuckin A, looks like someone's left a sub here.
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