Yr'Arl, the predator and I all slipped through the door.
It had opened only just enough to let the three of us in, and as soon as we had made it from the brightening outdoors into the dark tunnel it swung shut behind us, locking all three of us in complete darkness.
I let BB co up and out of our Synchro mode, I'd need to pick his databanks on any of the species we ca across while we were in the city. Especially the races of anyone in positions of power.
The lights of the tunnel flickered on, a bright and harsh fluorescent light that made blink a couple of tis.
The tunnel that we were in was truly cavernous. It stretched down into the ground for what looked like at least a mile before shutting off into another massive door, much like the one that we had walked in through.
The way that we had co in was clearly ant for ships.
On the bottom of the tunnel was a gigantic transport tray with clamps that would likely connect to the underside or landing skids of a small transport ship.
Equally, there were two holding arms protruding from the upper right and left-hand sides of the tunnel, with so kind of amorphous gel making up the hands at the end of each. They'd be able to wrap around any ship with ease, no matter its specs.
That ant the people we had ended up with were at the very least quite advanced.
BB revealed.
I almost stumbled as the news hit like a pile of bricks.
Earth English?
That ant the people who ran this place were humans. This place was run by the human race, the second most feared species in all of the galaxy.
My mouth went dry. I'd led Yr'Arl right into the belly of the beast. Would he even make it out of this situation alive?
I'd do everything I could to make sure that he would.
"Hey, Yr'Arl," I said, speeding up slightly to overtake my feline extraterrestrial friend, "Lem take point on this, I'm now the physically stronger of the two of us, and if the Predator is anything to go by the creatures on this world are pretty strong."
Yr'Arl gave a look that scread of suspicion, but he wasn't one to disagree with any sort of order that I gave him, or at least he hadn't done so far.
"Very well, Squadron Leader Jacob Lyre, I will keep an eye on our rear," Yr'Arl replied, falling back slightly so that I was in the lead.
If I hadn't been so worried I probably would have cracked a joke about Yr'Arl watching my rear, but as it stood I was terrified for the safety of my friend. I felt like an ant walking into a nest of angry wasps, each one of them ready to jab with their pointy stingers.
Before long we had reached the bottom of the tunnel, where it was decidedly cooler than at the top.
We couldn't stay in here, or we'd likely still get baked.
Our only option was inside the mountain, underground, out of the frying pan and into the fire.
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