"Electrical damage?" Beau asks, kneeling to inspect it. He reaches to help Simon pull at the door, then yelps as the spark snakes out and bites his fingers. "Ah!"
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โCan we focus on gettin'--โ
Simon notices what appears to be a spark under the crawlspace, but he can't exactly open the door to it. It won't budge .
โThe fuck ?โ
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"Looks like the hit took us offline, maybe the receiver's damaged. Hopefully they store it inside the sub, because outside would make no sense."
Beau peers at the camera feed, hoping that at least that's connected.
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โWe're still in the sub, you're okay. Should be able to just contact them .โ
Simon attempts this, but the intercom isn't on. Everything is offline .
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His ears prick, the buck shaking his head to clear the diziness before sitting up. He looks around, then begins to steadily glow, though it flickers on occasion like a fading bulb.
"Where are we?"
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โWake. Up .โ
It's so hard to see what's exactly going on. It's so dark . .
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The boy's ears flick gently, his lids fluttering before drifting open. His eyes are momentarily gold, but they return to dark brown as the light floods them.
"Simon," he mumbles with a smile, a shimmering slick of sunglow across his temple. "Hey."
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brown eyes. He notices Beau, and attempts to wake him .
