Chapter Seventeen
The Belly of The Beast
Crabby burned around the hatch handle until the sound of metal clanged to the floor below.
Richard and Peter’s eyes met. “Okay, try it now, Said Richard.
They began pulling on the wheel which turned with ease. The hatch door fell inwards exposing another metal staircase leading down to Mini Me.
“Well done, boy!” Peter patted Crabby’s shell. “Ouch! You’re hot too!”
“Neep, neep.” Crabby’s eyes blinked rapidly. “Veep, neep,” he whistled on the nozzle before holstering it back into his shell.
Richard’s men started to climb. “Careful,” Richard said cautiously. “Those runners will be mega hot! Tear up more clothing and wrap it around your hands and feet.”
They clung to metal runners, the heat searing through the rags, burning their skin. Above the
