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[b]Fret Chappel  :  Human  :  Prospector[/b][/center]

After having ducked back behind the big landing wheels Fret was waiting for return fire to thump around him signaling that they knew the deal.

But instead, he heard a pop of smoke... It was close. 

Curiously he peaked around the side of the tires,

And was enveloped with a mist that caused his bionic eye to fizz and then...

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1vNT6EYv_qg]Gone.[/url]

He was now as blind as the day he'd lost his eyes.

He flicked through the various vision modes. All blank.

"Oh im TOAST..."

His mouth went dry as the adrenalin started to coarse up from where his kidneys were. His body temperature suddenly dropped and he started shaking uncontrollably. 

"TOAST! TOAST! TOAST!" was all the little voice in the back of his head was saying.

He could only roughly remember where the boarding rampway was.

He knew they'd be heading there. [i]They[/i] knew where it was...

He heard a voice coming from over by the big shuttle bay hatch.

“We are LEAVING! Everybody get in, now!” She bellowed.

“TAKE IT EASY! ONE AT A TIME!”

He took off at an awkward run. Unsure of every footstep, he stumbled about 10 to 14 steps…

he should be roughly there…

…He felt the surface under foot change from asphalt to a harder metal surface. Slowly his vision snowed…

Then he felt someone grab him by his shoulders and throw him to the ground, knocking the wind out of him. Was he in the ship? As soon as he was in his vision came back to life.

Who had grabbed him? The voice?

Are we leaving??????