Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25932172-20170421232928/@comment-5650583-20170504153141

"Oh great." Scythe whispered from his crate. His ligaments burned from the cramped conditions, but there wasn't anything he could do. Moving or even breathing loudly could alert the other Xor and Scythe to his presence. "Xor, switch to channel Winter-43. The other us won't be able to hear us then."