Zone B -- Forest

[Karl Jak]

Face to Face

Little Ghost

The short little bug flittered to the door of Safehouse B.

"Do people not read before they sign paperwork?"  Karl asked someone as he reached for the button labeled '#19'.  Before he could, someone leaned forward and pointed to the screen.  "Hrm?"  The Executive Producer asked as he squinted at the screen.

Little Ghost had stepped outside the safehouse and was looking around with wide, lazy sweeps.  It was clear that the cute little warrior had some sort of profound mental damage following its battle in the opening hours of the contest.  He wandered around and seemed oblivious to the shadow that fell over him.

chhh chhh chhh ahh ahh ahh

The bug tilted his head and turned around just in time to had its head cleaved in half by a machete.  Gore splashed across the wall of the safehouse as the tiny little corpse dropped the ground, twitched, and started to degrade into Omnilium.

"Guess that saves my thumb from doing all the work," Karl muttered as he leaned over to his tablet and tapped in a few commands.

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#19 Little Ghost DEAD

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