Chapter #5Sock em, bite em, kick em in the shin! by: Slaad11   The opportunity presents itself barely moments after you conceal your new toy...
You hear a familiar shuffling from down the hall as a hungry mindflayer approaches the 'dining room' where you and a few others wait, like items on a buffet. The mindflayer pauses in the passage leading to the room and pulls one of the levers. A cage door pops open, causing the head of the comatose dwarf that was lying up against it to fall and hit the rock floor with a "thunk". The dwarf winces and blinks his eyes groggily, trying to look around and make sense of his surroundings. The mindflayer wastes no time walking briskly into the room and up to the dwarf's cell, grabbing the confused dwarf by the collar and dragging and lifting him to pin his head to the top of the blood-stained stone pedestal at the center of the room. The mindflayers tentacles wriggle and then attach to the dwarf's scalp, instantly slicing through skin and hair, causing the recovering dwarf to scream with pain and panic...
You fling the razor sharp bone through the air, between the bars of your cage...
"Swwhk"
The crude knife imbeds itself straight into the mindflayer's big milky-white eye. It shrieks, tentacles flailing wildly in front of its head as it lets go of the dwarf to grab at the blade. The dwarf begins punching, kicking, biting, and finally swatting at the blade. A lucky swing drives the bone the rest of the way in, all 6 inches disappearing into the mindflayers bloody eye, impaling its brain! The dwarf, still screaming in horror and bleeding profusely from the cuts in his head, shoves the illithid hard. It stumbles and falls, directly into the trapdoor by the pedestal, falling down the chute and making a satisfying crunching and grinding noise on its way down.
"Quick!" You shout urgently at the still panicking and bewildered dwarf, "Start pulling those levers in the hallway!" They'll be here soon! Let the rest of us out before they get here!"
The dwarf looks at you through the blood pouring down his face and into his beard. He wobbles and looks like he's about to pass out, but then he turns and staggers to the passage, grasping at and pulling down each lever as he reaches it...
One by one, the cage doors start popping open and then, at last, your own door swings open and you dash out toward the dwarf. He slumps down, muttering something under his blood-soaked beard and then collapses before you can reach him. You realize that he lost too much blood, so you thank him and shut his dead, staring eyes. Now you hear shuffling from down the dark passage. They're here already!
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