Monday, 30 July 2012

Blinded by the Light

When I'm feeling a little stressy, it's always a joy to go down to the Triffidarium.

Within the triple bullet-proof glass walls, we keep the plants from which we extract the oil to power the Community. We use the most expendable Beaker Folk to keep an eye on the plants, knowing the threat they pose.

They're disorganised, spineless creatures that suck the life out of you and are gradually evolving some kind of rudimentary intelligence. If they ever get proper intelligence, they'll be dangerous.

But enough about the Beaker Folk. The triffids are pretty scary as well.

1 comment :

  1. Well, I wondered where all of the Triffids had gone?

    Now we know! Is young Keith detailed for those duties? I bet he isn't.


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