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I was on my stomach and it was dark. I knew that by the way the room looked. It didn�t look normal to me; it never looked normal to me with my eyes being the way they were created with that damn shine on them.
I had a really bad headache and I sat up rather dizzy, not really knowing what the hell to think about anything. I reached for the throbbing area on the back of my head and felt the blood mixed with sweat. The stinging pain from the sweat kicked in as I touched the wound and I looked over to the other side of the room as I heard, then saw Seid�.
He groaned and sat up. He looked fine. I asked to make sure. �You okay Bronze? Not hurt?�
�Just my pride.� He groaned and stood up as if he really didn�t want to talk to me right at that moment in time. I really didn�t blame him at all. If I was him, I wouldn�t want to talk either. Once again the two of us were over powered by the people we had been sent to kill.
�Now what?� I asked kind of absent mindedly and sarcastic at the same time.
He didn�t say anything for the longest time, but finely he looked me square in the face and straight in the eye. �We wait. We wait for them to open that fucking door then we get the hell outta here with out looking back. We�ll be back some day�some day real soon to take care of Benji and end this god damn thing for good.�
I nodded. �One problem. What if they don�t open that door?�
�Than we find a way out.� He sat down and began to tap his fingers on the floor. His nails made a quiet, but distant clicking noise on the cement floor that could drive some one insane! The only way I managed to overcome this insanity was to fall into a deep meditation to get a few things in order�if that was even possible at this point in time. I had too much on my mind to get the time of day in order, let alone my life!
After some time, I heard Seid� move and it broke me from my concentration. He stood up and whispered, �You hear that?�
�Hear what?� I looked up at him as he looked at me, motioning for me to be quiet. That�s when I heard it. The soft hissing sound as the bluish smoke began to fill the room. �Sleeping gas�� I sighed. �They�re good.�
�No doubt it was Benji.� Seid� spun in a circle trying to avoid the smoke now rapidly filling the room.
I sat quietly. I have had this happen to me before and I knew you could do one of two things. Either fight it, taking shallow breathes and letting the gas sting your throat and lungs as it takes its full toll; or you can take deep breathes and let it affect you quickly, with no real pain at all. I choose the latter. I have no idea what Seid� did.