Chapter 15Everything stilled, and Carlo looked at Grace, Laura, and Ghurva. “Are they dead?”
Laura lowered the gun. “I think so.”
Carlo peeked around the corner. On the floor were two giant woodlice creatures in a puddle of green slime.
“They’re bleeding slime?” Grace pulled a face.
“It’s the gun melting their intestines.” Ghurva held out his hand for Laura’s gun and she reluctantly handed it to him. He did something, and a magazine popped out of the handle. A few seconds later, he frowned. “You have seven bullets left.” With a snap, he pushed the magazine into place and handed the gun to Laura. She looked surprised, but pleased, about getting it back.
“Okay, three down.” Ghurva nodded. “My guess is that they’re eight, ten if we’re unlucky.”
“And we have seven bullets.” Carlo didn’t
