Dustin thinks about the folly of his instinct to hide seconds before he feels something grab his leg. Momentum carries him forward, but even if Wilson lets go, this is enough to get Dustin to keel forward. His yelp of surprise is cut short as he faceplants in the dirt.
Too fucking dark! Dustin rapidly props himself on his elbows so he can look back at his pursuer. Of course it attacks through shadows! Idiot! Need a light source. Lighter!
He reaches into one of his pockets. Dustin was disappointed to find that most everything he'd stuffed in there was gone on arrival, and especially distraught that his backpack was missing, but at least the Agrii had the decency to leave him with his most versatile survival tool: The humble lighter. At least, it'll be useful until it runs out of lighter fluid. How much is left in there? No, don't think about that too much, you'll panic more than you already are.
With one swipe of the hand, Dustin grabs the little brick and holds it in the direction of his legs, sparking the small flame to life with a gentle click.
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Too fucking dark! Dustin rapidly props himself on his elbows so he can look back at his pursuer. Of course it attacks through shadows! Idiot! Need a light source. Lighter!
He reaches into one of his pockets. Dustin was disappointed to find that most everything he'd stuffed in there was gone on arrival, and especially distraught that his backpack was missing, but at least the Agrii had the decency to leave him with his most versatile survival tool: The humble lighter. At least, it'll be useful until it runs out of lighter fluid. How much is left in there? No, don't think about that too much, you'll panic more than you already are.
With one swipe of the hand, Dustin grabs the little brick and holds it in the direction of his legs, sparking the small flame to life with a gentle click.