How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
He pointed into the gloom.
I increased the light from the globe in my hands, ready to fight, even more ready to run, but saw nothing. Then I noticed movement on the tunnel floor. It was low and flat, and gave off a green glow. It was moving slowly towards us, sliding across the ground.
“What is it?” I asked.
“A slime,” said Nyx. “Poisonous, probably. Once they attach themselves to you, they don’t let go. Vicious.”
It looked like one of those robot vacuum cleaners, but rather than cleaning up, it left a trail of jelly in its wake. It didn’t seem particularly menacing. Slipping on the slime’s trail was probably the biggest danger; might have twisted an ankle.
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