Chapter Thirteen - Entombed
THE LIGHT WAS DIM WITHIN the cell the robot had created. Only a small hole was left at the top, which the machine was busily making smaller. When it was closed, they would be in complete darkness. It seemed ridiculous to Carrie that the placktoids had failed to kill them, but this innocent, simple machine was unwittingly doing their job for them.
The only saving grace of their situation was the fact that their death would be a less painful one than the placktoids intended. Now they would only die of lack of oxygen. Or maybe thirst. She tried to swallow, but her mouth was so dry and her tongue so thick she couldn’t manage it.
“Oh well, looks like this is finally it, then,” said Dave hoarsely. “I have to say, of all the ways I imagined I might die coming with y
