There’s no doubt you need medical
attention. Without any other thought in
your mind, you run back toward the throne room.
This time, the doors are open, and the
guard looks to be in deep conversation with the most hated human on Earth,
Edgar Pyle. As the human ambassador that
reports to the new xenocracy, he gets called a traitor far more often than you
do for cleaning the toilets.
Not that any of these details matter to you
right now. You run at full speed past
both of them. The guard seemed too
horrified at the sight of you to even try to stop you.
You run headlong into Dryll, the head of
the new government. Dryll is green, so
the sludge that smears on him when you make contact doesn’t show up all that
well.
He can clearly smell it, though. “What is the meaning of this?
The other three council members hang back,
and wisely so.
The blisters are popping already, and your
head is spinning. You realize that you’ve
just contaminated the leader of the world with something that is surely going
to kill you both.
You glance around the room one last time,
and you note that Edgar and the guard have disappeared.
It was sabotage all right. Serves me right for cleaning the toilets.
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