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Meon's eyes adjusted as he was moved through the darkness of the building, the meathook whizzing unhealthily as it moved it. He swallowed, looking down at the flooded waters- alligators. Jong glared down the passage way he'd been moved, where the dim forms of Old Boy and Young Man stood. He wasn't sure if this was a prelude to torture or execution... or both. With a grunt Meon breathed. "You wanna know the difference between you and me?" He managed to grunt, pulling himself up by his pant and grabbing onto his augged heel. "I make this look good." With a grunt he dug his fingers into his leg flesh, feeling the panel of the augmentations. This was gonna hurt like shit. With a yell he ripped the panel out, and the aug died. With the machinery no longer supporting his legs, and the weight of a middle aged man pulling on them, the bones intertwined his achilles heel with the metal snapped. Meon Jong fell out of the ropes, a bloody booted foot hanging on the hook where he once was captured.

Jong dived into the waters, pummeling a fist into a crocodiles face with one hand whilst grabbing hold of the rusty railing of the escape ladder. With grunted screams Jong began to climb up, escaping the prey below...

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There was a patter on Su-Min's door. Without adequate notice it was shoved open, Camilla strolling in with a bright yellow track jacket, a giant can with a toxicity symbol on it in her hand. "Yo, I got you some radiated sodium," She began, pausing as she spotted Amen, looking like a chump.