Journal # 6 - Escape
WHAM. I ran headlong into a group of the Uglies. Or was it Uglings? That thought shot out of my mind instantly as they turned towards me. I scrambled back a few crawling, butt sliding steps as fast as I could and launched back to my feet and sped off again. I was waiting for the sound of a lightsaber, or a ear splitting ZING to hit me in the back. Nothing happened. But I didn't realize this at the time, I was too busy running like crazy into the bushes and up the trail from where I had came. I did however, hear footsteps, or slide steps or something coming after me. These guys meant business, and I wasn't about to stick around for a press conference. Ugh, why didn't I just goto my tent. I glanced up to see how far I was from the top of the pit when I saw another airship. It was tiny though, like as though one person could operate it. It started shooting something at me but I wasn't sure what it was. I ducked, jumped, danced, crawled, hurtled and skipped out of the way, but I wasn't fast enough. WHAM, for the second time in two minutes, a gooey glump of... something hit me square in the forhead. And then something happened...I was waiting for anything, ready to embrace anything, but I wasn't ready or ready to embrace this. Nothing happened! YES! I came to the conclusion that I am infact invinsible. It started to get really cold so I knew I was almost at the top of the giant gaping hole again. I saw three more goo-shooting ships come my way and I was prepared for anything and nothing at all, when all of a sudden, an avalanch! Don't ask me how, but sure enough, WHAM (again) The ships were hurtled out of the air by tons and tons of snow. I had no idea how this happened, because at the time I don't even think that it was snowing, or was snow still on the ground, but when something like that happens, you don't question your luck.