John Chanaud
Chapter 13
A whole week has gone by and I’m still locked here in this dirty old utility storage room. But I’m quite used to being humiliated. Like the time I got stuck up the left nostril of a Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal for 9,942 years. Not that they live that long. Their life expectancy is actually only 9,840 years. This particular Ravenous Bugblatter Beast eventually died with me up its nose after only 9 thousand years. But it took a further 900 years for the flesh and bone to decay sufficiently for me to force my way out again. I didn’t enjoy that at all.
Chapter 13
A whole week has gone by and I’m still locked here in this dirty old utility storage room. But I’m quite used to being humiliated. Like the time I got stuck up the left nostril of a Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal for 9,942 years. Not that they live that long. Their life expectancy is actually only 9,840 years. This particular Ravenous Bugblatter Beast eventually died with me up its nose after only 9 thousand years. But it took a further 900 years for the flesh and bone to decay sufficiently for me to force my way out again. I didn’t enjoy that at all.