Escape!


Starbuck's breathing was ragged and his pulse pounded in his
ears, momentarily
blocking out all sounds.  Desperately, he tried to calm his
breathing as he
strained franticly to hear any sounds of pursuit.  Beyond
his own thudding
heart, there was no sound.

Cautiously, he peered out around the corner.  The corridor
appeared to be empty.
He ducked back into his hiding spot and searched his mind
for an escape route.
Glancing back out into the corridor he snuck out of his
temporary sanctuary and
scurried toward the end of the corridor, where it
intersected with another
passage.

Just two more levels and he'd be safe. Then he heard it.
Like wolfs baying at
his heels, the sound came closer.  Breaking into a run he
dashed forward, and
hurtled himself around the corner.

NO!  They were there, waiting for him!  He'd been duped.
Franticly, he
backpedaled, hoping to make it to another hatchway before
they could actually
touch him.

But, something knocked his feet out from under him and he
tumbled helplessly
backward.  A shape launched itself at him and he new he'd
lost the battle.

"Tag! You're it Starbuck!" Boxey cried out with uninhibited
glee.  Muffet two
barked, counter point, from under Starbucks legs.

"Okay, Okay, you win again."