"What... my ability to vomit things up at will?"
I take another bottle of pills out of my pocket and examine them.
"Okay... not explosives, poison or anything else that can kill me. Great."
I pour the pills down my throat.
There is a hiss of escaping air as the pod cracks in two. I pull on the hood of my hazmat suit and stare out into Trilbys stomach.
"Wait this isn't Slough."
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