DORULL STORIES - PRISONER OF THE AMULET
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“He’s waking up.” Sanomis could
hear Nharsia’s voice, as he slowly regained his consciousness.
“Did you have enough time to
calibrate the extractor?” Naarbul asked.
“It is calibrated and ready.”
Nharsia answered.
“Very well.” Naarbul said “Follow
my lead.”
“Affirmative.” Nharsia retorted.
The admiral approached Sanomis,
just to make sure he was awake.
“Why did you access the encrypted
files?” Naarbul asked him “What were you looking for?”
Sanomis decided to remain silent.
“What were you hoping to find?”
Naarbul continued “Who do you work for?”
Sanomis said nothing. Instead he
send a thought to his module.
“Is it done?”
“Yes, sir.” module answered “Now
what?”
“Now, we’ll see what is what.”
Sanomis almost said this.
“What were you searching…” Naarbul
tried to ask again.
“Why are we here?” Sanomis
interrupted him, “Why did we come to this planet?”
“I am the one asking questions!”
the admiral yelled irritated.
“Are we here to be a part of one
noble, grandiose expedition, whose goal is to try and understand the origins
and growth of civilizations across the known universe.” Sanomis continued “Or
for something else?”
Naarbul went silent for a moment.
The way in which the geologist asked the question, could only mean he was
someone else. Perhaps an undercover agent, as he previously suspected. That
would mean he was investigating their activities. And that could very well mean
he infiltrated the expedition to stop them.
“How can you live with yourselves,
knowing what you are about to do?” Sanomis asked them “How are you not ashamed
at least?”
“Why would we be ashamed?” Naarbul
asked.
“Don’t do this.” Sanomis almost begged
“It is not too late to change your minds.”
“Do what?” Naarbul asked.
“Do not destroy this beautiful
planet.” Sanomis pleaded.
“Beautiful planet?!” Naarbul
grinned.
Three of them looked at each
other, immediately bursting into laughter.
“This place is a dump.” Avena
said.
“A barbarous disarray of filth,
polluted with the presence of many lower races.” Nharsia added more eloquently.
“And how is that giving you the
right to do as you please with this place?!” Sanomis screamed.
“I promise we won’t destroy this
planet.” Naarbul giggled maliciously.
“That is exactly what you are
going to do, if you proceed with your plan.” Sanomis sounded defeated.
“And what plan is that?” Naarbul
asked.
“The plan to enslave all of these lower
races, for the sake of profit!” Sanomis retorted angrily.
“Oh, so you do know about that?”
Naarbul grinned “How did you come about that information? Are you an agent?”
“I can give you an answer to that
question.” Nharsia suddenly said “The extractor finished the search.”
“Let’s hear it.” Naarbul turned
towards her.
“Well sir, it seems this was all
just an unfortunate mistake.” Nharsia laughed wholeheartedly.
“What do you mean an unfortunate mistake?” Naarbul was
confused for a bit.
“Well apparently this geologist
here, stumbled upon the wrongly marked document, sitting amongst the maps he
needed for his research.” Nharsia answered.
“Oh what a mistake!” Naarbul
laughed loudly, as his gaze returned to Sanomis “So it was a mistake?”
“I-it was.” Sanomis nodded.
“Ha! So you are nothing more than
one plain, curious geologist.” Naarbul tapped his shoulder “Man, you really are
shit out of luck.”
“You won’t get away with this!”
Sanomis snapped back at him, as he understood the implication of the admiral's
words.
“We already have.” Naarbul said
through yet another laughing spell “We did, the moment we caught you.”
“If I find out what evil you are
preparing for this world, the others will also.” Sanomis barked back “You won’t
get away with this.”
“Just watch me.” Naarbul said, as
he momentarily turned around towards Avena “Get rid of this maggot.”
“Do you have something special for
him in mind?” captain of Khoro chirped readily, as the mere thought about the
continuation of the torture raised her pulse.
“Place him in one of the SEMMBs.”
Naarbul said.
“Alright?” Avena’s excitement
subsided.
“The empty one.” Naarbul added
“Clear all emulations and all support out of the storage.”
Avena loudly giggled, as she
realized what was about to happen. SEMMBs were previously used in long distant
travels, by keeping passengers in the stasis field, while simultaneously
providing them with simulated entertainment and rest. But that was a long
time ago, before they made significant upgrades to their ships, and their ways
of traveling across galaxies in no time at all.
Nowadays, these nifty storages
were mainly used as a novelty item, by those who needed some private fun.
Usually they were filled with numerous entertaining programs and emulations,
some more adult oriented than others. But if someone was to be placed in an
empty SEMMB, without corresponding supporting applications, and with no
intentions of freeing him from there, said person would surely lost his mind,
much before their life would ended. The emptiness of that place would lead to
despair. The fear of it would make anyone wishing for quick death.
“And you know what else.” Naarbul
added, as the idea appeared in his filthy mind.
“What sir?” Avena readily asked.
“After you finish uploading his
sorry ass in, you might as well take apart the compartments.” Naarbul said.
“Oh I see.” Avena almost moaned,
realizing the admiral's idea.
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