I turned my head as my nuclear eyes I could to see behind me. 5 figures. Everyone was there for the show this time. Damn them. Since I hadn't been watching where I was going and agony in my chest was increasing I missed seeing the small card which was waiting in the hallway for the morning shift of the room cleaning dwellers to grab it.
I tripped. Of course I did. Right on to my face.
I heard some slots of laughter from behind and the distinct sound of Yeti saying. Half a minute. Told you, you owe me 100 tokens.
It didn't surprise me that yet he had found to turn this into a competition. As I lay they are breathing in The Dirty floor smell some dweller was really letting the team down in this hole. Probably that dweller was me but whatever I heard there 5 steps of them closed in on me.
