"I...I can't just waltz on down there and say some m...magic word and make him appear! He's h...hungry, that helps, but it still doe...doesn't mean we can get him to break f...free. His resolve is very strong to keep the...other side...tu...tucked away deep within. He know's it's strength, and..."
"I know that strength also! And that is why you WILL break his resolve, or else you will never leave this place. I have plenty of more hostile creatures here, some who would kill for a good meal. So don't let me down, Doctor. Now go down there and get me some positive results."
Hanging his head, Doctor Philborne half stands, half is pulled, to his feet, and escorted to the door by the two grungy men who dragged him in
"Sir."
"Oh, and Philborne?" Bruether placidly allows through his curled lips, "Don't get too close. I'd hate for all that things starving to go to waste."
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