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PURPLE BISON: 7
Come on in. The water’s FINE.
Another long hallway, this one narrow enough to be single-file only. Two strips of glowing white light ran the length of the corners of the ceiling overhead. Everything else was black.
“When I open the door they’re going to get rough,” Fivespot said. “You’re Undeclared. So they’ll probably throw us to the ground and put rifles to our heads.”
He turned his head and smirked. “Don’t take it personally.”
“How will they know?” she said.
“We’re being scanned as we walk. It’s why everything’s so dark. And why it’s so tight to walk in here.
“One guy, Bellamus, can barely fit his fat ass through here. He’s petitioned the Guild more than once to give him access to one of the backdoors, and all they ever tell him is to ‘lay off the sweets, fat stuff!’”
Then he laughed. Esmerelda didn’t laugh with him.
“Eh, he’s a good guy, though. We’re all good guys.”
Then a door opened, casting a bright light against the black, causing Ezzy to raise her hands in front of her eyes. And then, just like Fivespot said, they took him to one side and dropped him to the floor.
They took Ezzy and dropped her to the other.
