LingoJam my beloved. Anyways, nobody requested a part two, I just did it. Should I just straight up make a book-book? I have more ideas. Also language warning: this has cussing.

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"Ngh..."

The boy tried to stretch, but something held him back. Chains...why were there chains? Did he need chains?

Looking around, there wasn't much in his c̶e̶l̶l̶ room. Just a simple bed with thin sheets, a walled off area he presumed was a bathroom, a few books and journals, two dull pencils, and a...mirror. Oh my Notch.

He looked h̶o̶w̶ h̶e̶ a̶l̶w̶a̶y̶s̶ d̶i̶d̶ terrifying. Two banana-yellow wings with claws on the tops were chained behind his back, with small horns and a pointy tail to match. His eyes were fully black except for...were those 'i's...in his eyes? Very funny, whatever did this.

A click drew his attention to the door. A woman in a labcoat came through, followed two people in heavy armor. They seemed familiar s̶c̶i̶e̶n̶t̶i̶s̶t̶s̶!̶ but he couldn't quite figure out why. The woman said something to the armored people, who promptly unlocked the chains that kept him on the ground. Why would they do that? He needed to be chained up, didn't he?

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Grian was 'scared'. Plain and simple.

The scientists found the hermits, now all his friends were being experimented on or just straight up killed. He could only hope Impulse was safe at least.

For whatever reason, some armored bimbos were parading him around the site before taking him to Notch knows where. They've been walking. For forty fucking minutes. In circles. In the most annoyed tone he could muster he asked, "We're lost, aren't we?"

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The gag was really starting to get annoying. But hey, it only took another fifteen minutes of wandering to reach...outside. It was literally right next to where they started. Wow. How did these people get hired again?

Is that...Impulse? It is! Why isn't he restrained though? And why did they give him a-

The scientist next to Impulse whispered something to him, and then he walked over to Grian as the guards finally removed the gag.

Impulse joined the scientists. No wonder he volunteered to do the supply run, he led the bastards right to us! That little trai "Hrg!"

That...is a lot of blood. Do they want me to talk now? They're certainly looking at me like they want me to do something.

"Oh look. I've-I've been impaled."

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