by Emram on Sat Nov 13, 2004 7:18 pm
Emram had never been a particularly great swimmer, but he thrahsed his way deeper, towards the struggling ragnar. He pulled a dagger from his belt, and began to attack the water-worm. Thick green blood began to ooze from the deep tears he opened in it's hide, but the creature didn't seem to even feel the pain.
Ragnar's face, now an unhealthy shade of purple, turned toward Emram, and he reached out his hand in a mute cry for help. Emram attacked the worm anew with even greater ferocity, and finally it realised it was under attack. It unwound it's coils, just long enough for Rag to pull free, and Emram, grabbing his arm, began to kick frantically for the surface.
They reached the beautiful, sweet-tasting air, and the other Scoobs all began to take Ragnar back to the side. Emram, before he could do anything else, felt the worm wrap it's coils around his leg, and he went under again.
But this time, he was not alone. Mousey was there, slashing away, and Rae was also attempting to find the worm's weak spot. But Emram hadn't got much of a breath while he was on the surface, an felt his strength begin to ebb away, as his lungs screamed out for oxygen...
"Emram's Taxidermy, you snuff 'em, we stuff 'em!"