Man on the Inside - Part 1

By peachnewt


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Massaru looked mournfully at the broken, bloated body before him on the dissecting table as he put on his surgical gloves and arranged his mask. Another one of Retten's failures; the abdomen was ripped open, seemingly from the inside. Massaru allowed himself to glance at the body's face. The man couldn't be older than mid tw

Man on the Inside - Part 2

By peachnewt


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It had been a hospital once, but as part of the Freewill compound it was demoted to a lab for the criminally insane and negligent. William could imagine nurses in scrubs walking down the hallways with clipboards and blankets, people dazed but healing as they were carted about in their wheelchairs. But this wasn't a place of h

Man on the Inside - Part 3

By peachnewt



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Louis woke up with half his body in a puddle of something akin to water, but it was too slimy and hot. His left shoulder ached like a bitch, as if someone had tried to pull his arm out of its socket, and it was dark. Where was he? How long had he been out? It was wet everywhere, but soft in a strange sort of way, like he

Man on the Inside - Part 4

By peachnewt



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“No… oh no, no, no, no…”


“Oh yes you idiot! I'm stuck in your gut!”


*He can't be. It's not physically possible in any way shape or form.* William felt another flutter from his middle and he jerked his hand away as if he'd touched a red coal. *But it is, I can literally feel it.

Man on the Inside - Part 5

By peachnewt


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Retten's men broke open the door, not caring that it was already unlocked, and came in through the windows. The all wore grey outfits with a red badge on their shoulders. But they found apartment 2G empty.


“Where are they?”


“I'm checking the tracker now.” One of them consulted a blackberry with

Man on the Inside - Part 6

By peachnewt


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At William's direction, Beni let the young agent off close to a chained parking lot on the edges of the city. The streetlights were on and the nocturnal crowd of bar hoppers was just starting their night. Beni handed him a rolled up set of picks and rods from her bag.


“You remember how to use these?”


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Man on the Inside - Part 7

By peachnewt



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The sound of water rushing by outside was unusually soothing to Louis, like rain pattering on a window but to a louder, more muffled degree. As William took his brief shower, the blonde agent was steadily being coaxed to sleep. It had been so long since his last cup of coffee that he could barely keep his eyelids open. He pinch

Man on the Inside - Part 8

By peachnewt


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Louis slid violently around in William's stomach as the younger agent hit the ground. “Will! What just happened?”


“E.S.S. battery…” croaked the voice on the com. “Weaker than I thought. They found us.”


“What about you?”


“I'm fine.”


“Like h

Man on the Inside - Part 9

By peachnewt


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“Sir, I can explain this,” said William through clenched teeth, his head pounded and his gut cramped again. The sound of footsteps and rough voices echoed through the sonic hearing on his com. Retten's men were regrouping, and one of them had already found him. The red dot of the laser scope was edging closer on the g

Man on the Inside - Part 10

By peachnewt



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Louis, his SkySprecht on sonic hearing, heard every word exchanged between Cetz and William, and he was still as stone. One of two things was going to happen. Either in half an hour he'd start growing back to normal, killing William from the inside, or, in an hour and a half, he would die, going the way of the chicken salad san

Man on the Inside - Part 11

By peachnewt



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“Am I okay?” murmured Louis. “The guy whose been shot, drugged, gone through a burning building, is hooked up to a heart monitor, and spent the last sixteen hours with a live human being inside his stomach is asking *me* if *I'm* okay for the thousandth time? I haven't even had coffee yet and you're asking me

Man on the Inside - Epilogue

By peachnewt



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William took part of his lunchtime off for his daily visit with Massaru, who was still recovering from his wounds. The healing was slow, but the Indian doctor took it with great patience and a smile. He seemed to the exception to the rule that doctors made the worse patients. Massaru waved Will in with a grin after a nurse se