Sylvester felt a sharp stabbing pain in his arm. He cried out and pulled his sleeve down to reveal a glowing object inside his skin. 'A tracker!' He thought. He looked though the vent and saw the scientists gathering beneath him. He kicked at the vent and it fell through. Syl jumped out and grabbed a scalpel. He cut the device out of his arm with a cry of pain. He then ran out if the room after covering his blood with a cloth he found.
Fabian stopped at a little stream. He bent down his head and sipped the cool water. He snorted and then looked up at the sky. He was hoping Sylvester had died painlessly.




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