I place my hands on the completed circle. Blue electricity sparks across the wall and floor. The transmutation circle begins to glow with magical scientific energy. After a few seconds, I look at my creation; a small porthole.
I peer out at the thing.
Knife headbutts Salt, wincing in pain from the syringe in his eye and wraps his robotic hand around Salts neck, a click coming from the fingers as they lock in position.
I shoot Salt and Knife in the shoulders.
"JESUS H. CHRISTMAS THERE IS A LARGE THING CRUSHING THE SHIP AND YOU ARE FIGHTING OVER SALT'S MASSIVE TITS! What the shitting hell is wrong with you two? God fucking dammit..."
"You could at least ACT like you give a shit."
Knife breaks his foot on my metal hand. Or makes a really annoying clang, depending on which leg he used. Either way, I still have the gun.
"Yea, just maybe." Knife says sarcasticly, before jumping over the railing and respawning a moment later with full use of his arms. "So, what's this about something crushing the ship?"
"Basically, there's a thing outside crushing the ship. Artie's using most of its power to stop us being squished. The thing is preventing us from moving anywhere. So... we're probably buggered."
I turn to the porthole to try and see what the thing is. I spot Salt inside.
"Salt what"
...
"Just what"
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