Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-24839525-20180410123959/@comment-28372626-20180412003338

The shots sound like muddy water in Eve's ears as she struggles to regain control of her corporeal body. She can vaguely make out Vort's immoblie torso a little farther than the door. Not again, she thinks to herself. ''I'll have to do some fine-tuning on his combat hardware. ''Xarmos' voice floats in; he sounds steady at times but occasionally, his voice quivers. Is someone there? Eve wonders. She tries to scream to no avail.