Failing-To-Win

Looking through the tinted lens of our security goggles, visibility was a near-zero. I wouldn't have worn this clunky piece of kit if it wasn't to protect my fragile eyes. Professor Zafir's geiger counter was spinning off the charts; looks like we couldn't stay for long, we would soak in too much radiation and die there. It was Now Or Never.

We dashed in.

We ran and ran, god knows how far. I had to stop. I slowed to a complete halt, and keeled over. Mind you, I was carrying a good 60 pounds of supplies, which was all of our stuff. Professor Zafir delegated this duty to me, as he said he 'needed full concentration to keep track of the scale on the geiger counter'. Besides, the haversack looks heavier than him.

Eyes darting around and scanning the area, all looks familiar. Had we... failed? I looked around once more, and concluded that...we succeeded! How was I so sure? There wasn't a house anywhere for miles, the residents that we asked directions from were absent. Also, there was a now a forest, years, maybe decades or even centuries before it faced deforestation. And I was staring at what looks like a giant ape-man, hangin' out with his pals.

Professor Zafir noticed the creatures too, they were unlike anything we have ever seen right in front of our eyes. They were easily 2 and a half metres, very muscular in build and could crush a human's head in it's hands. I was comtemplating taking one of those back for tests, when Professor Zafir began to search frantically for a weapon in our haversack, in case things went south. He then began to curse incessantly, and I saw why. There were scientific equipment and koko krunch boxes everywhere, but all that passes for a weapon is a tiny syringe.

I was very sure Professor Zafir's and my thoughts were the same.
"Thats it, we're really f**ked this time."

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