1) A group of prisoners are forced to fight each other for the entertainment of others. One prisoner, Izzy, is instructed to kick another prisoner, Abel, in the groin area.
2) Izzy kicks Abel and then cries out in distress. The professor embraces Izzy in comfort while one of the antagonizers, Micah, becomes enraged by the outcome.
3) Micah drags Izzy, Abel, and the professor into a dark cave where they encounter a deformed creature, referred to as "possle", who was mutilated and left to serve as a test for others.
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1) A group of prisoners are forced to fight each other for the entertainment of others. One prisoner, Izzy, is instructed to kick another prisoner, Abel, in the groin area.
2) Izzy kicks Abel and then cries out in distress. The professor embraces Izzy in comfort while one of the antagonizers, Micah, becomes enraged by the outcome.
3) Micah drags Izzy, Abel, and the professor into a dark cave where they encounter a deformed creature, referred to as "possle", who was mutilated and left to serve as a test for others.
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prodded izzy over, grabbed a couple of torched, and cleared a space buy singeing
anyone within reach. in a minute
the place was reeling with screams and the stench of burnt hair. after adamantly whispering in izzy s ear, micah walked back to amantu, jabbing a finger repeatedly at able as she strode. "watch him!" malachi obediently buised himself with abel. micah yanked back the professor s head. "okay," he breathed. "we s all set. you two meets in the center and you kicks the fat boy in the nuts just once. don t let him do you back! i telled him you d be instructed to faint-and-perry, so he won t be ready. it s what we calls a internal double-cross, just like what you done on him what taked it for us". his eyes sizzled. "you remember how to pull a fast one now, don t you, senator?" the prisoners were pushed face to face. malachi released izzy, who stood sagging like an abandoned marinette. "right in the nuts!" micah hissed, and backed away. after half a minute izzy open his puffy, oil-soaked eyes. trembling all over, he threw out his arms, sobbed, "oh. . . hammer!" and fell into the professor s wide embrance. "f-f-forfeit!!" malachi screamed, stamping in circles while amantu stroked izzy s filthy crown. "forfeit my hoary white arse!" micah socked amantu upside the head. the professor didn t dudge. cussing up a storm, the brute tore off his gloves and reached past o torn-gold shoulder for izzy s collar. he was absolutely stood chin to chin, their eyes locked. "know good fighting blood," the hammer said evenly, "when you smell it," malachi shrieked with anticipation. picking up on the excitement, the hundreds of babbing crawlers made for the source, mucking up the ring in the process. malachi waded through the prostrate swarm hissing, braining as many as he could reach with a torch-head. "sometime," micah mumbled. 'sometime soon". he grabbed an old man and worked him over furiously for malachi s sake, watching the stalwart professor all the while. amantu turned away. with malachi distracted, abel was able to join his friends. the reformed group, cowed by torches, were knocked wall-to-wall through the mob like caroming billard balls. the flow halted at the opening to low, untlit cave, where men and women began flogging themselves and coughing out strange garbled sentences, apparently directed to the tiny cave s interior. inside it was absoultely black. micah threw his left arm around amantu s neck, his right arm around the necks of abel and izzy, and pulled all three together until the men s crouns were touching. he was an immensely strong man, and he stank terribly, even in this foul place. he laid his bone-white chin on the moist nest of their contiguous heads and called into the little hole. "we gone and captured us the barberus! caught him and his pretty fairy-mates up in the citydel. he s been taked to the stone hollow now, but mama ll be wanting the little dots on these three flitty- flight fancies". he gave amantu a big smacking kiss on his hot wooly crown, and with that the group were kicked headlong into the dark. they immediately drew into tight seated huddle, panting frantically, nursing their sores while theit eyes adjusted. bad as it was outside, this little hellhole reeked videly. micah, crouching in the entrance, spat out, "don t even think about leaving till he s donw with you! you make us chase you again and i swears to the almighty soul we ll put and end to you, splickety-splat, and right where we catched ye. so keeps your butts level, and your eyes straight ahead. we ll be right here waiting, and boy, will we be watching". at a barked command, malachi hunched just outside the cave s mouth, using his spread doak to block the light. izzy shuddered as he dung. "this abuse must end! this abu . . . i can t brea- i can t brea-i can t brea-" "hang on, man!" abel whispered. "i m right here". izzy slapped him furiously. right here! where were you ten minutes ago, when i and the hammer were standing off a madman?" abel smacked him right back. "getting my teeth singed, you miserable little turncoat". he craned and squinted in the dark. "what did he mean, done with us? until who s done with us?" the group froze a primitive dread of dens and lairs made them read strange shapes out of common contours. every little nook and protuberance demanded varying measures of attention, but soon all eyes were fixed on a single, too regular bulge that seemed to be pumping out of the pitch. the possle approached in lunges and slithers, his grostesque body dipping and rising side-to-side. he was unable to move otherwise, as all four limbs had been amputated long ago, leaving simple chubby outgrowths at the shoulders and hips. there were no eyes, only black sockets that appeared to search the dark. as the men backed away the heaving horror froze, and for perhaps half a minute the head felt the cave, rolling left and right a centimeter at a time. it took abel to break the silence. "you poor wretch. who did this to you?" the possle came directly at him, waving his stumps for balance when he was a yard away he stopped and raised his head like a sea lion. his struggles to articulate were expressed in sucks and whistles. "mama say possle stay, serve mama: good limb make bad possle, mama say possle not see elesewhere: good eyes see bad thing. mama say possle talk too much". he showed them the wagging nub of his severed tongue. "now good possle". he flopped round to each man in turn. "mama say possle test all man-one man, two man, three. all man three man-sell thief to punchus pilot. mama say thief belong mama". "oh mercies!" izzy