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“You’ve got to be kidding,” Reggie Trullo said.
“I didn’t say anything,” Djay Laro replied in amazement.
Trullo pointed to the entrance of the tomb. “Now there f*****g are two of those f*****g machines ready to overrun us.”
Laro tried to rub his head, but instead rubbed his helmet aimlessly. Despondently, he watched the two awe-inspiring dangers that blocked virtually all daylight.
“Is there nothing on this in the FBSI manual?” Reggie asked. “Chapter fourteen, paragraph three ‘How do I escape mega-sized aliens’ or something like that? All help is welcome. As long as it’s fast… Laro?”
“Maybe… we should better… have stayed outside…,” Laro said thoughtfully.
“Yes, sure. That’s a little late now, buddy,” Reggie sobbed. “Maybe you could be a little more creative? Or how do you say tha
