The Gebriahl Setup
Copyright 2010 Tara Loughead
For Jim Holdaway.
A Bulays and Ghaavn Adventure.
"There's too many of them even for us, Ghaavn!" Yelled Bulays, cutting down the thug to her left in a spray of blood.
"I'm out of bullets!" he yelled back. "Looks like we're going down hard."
When the duo slowly awoke, they were definitely feeling the going down. Being chained to the wall in a dank, smelly basement that was starting to fill with water that bilge rats would run from screaming was even worse.
Bulays, her body armour gone, was now only wearing a bra and panties. She tested the manacles on her arms, as she stood chained to a slimy concrete wall. "No luck here. I'm not going to be able to break these."
"Not even the ex-arm wrestling champion of London can move these shackles, then?" came the reply from her partner. Ghaavn too was down to his underwear. Having been beaten senseless, the cold was being to take effect.