Star Wars: Join the Resistance: Escape from Vodran: Book 2 by Ben Acker & Ben Blacker

Author:Ben Acker & Ben Blacker [Acker, Ben]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2017-10-03T00:00:00+00:00

MATTIS WAS TOO EXCITED to get to work chipping away at the cell wall with his new tool to clean himself off much, so he was covered with uncomfortable drying mud and looking like something a rancor had coughed up when Ingo delivered Lorica back to their cell.

“That’s a good look,” Lorica told him as Ingo slid the cell door closed behind her.

“Go easy, prisoner,” Ingo told Lorica. The way he said “prisoner” made it seem like just a bit of fun. Like he was calling her “pal” or “buddy.” “Your friend has had a difficult day, from what I understand.”

“That so?” Lorica asked. She had a playfulness in her voice that shouldn’t have been there after so many grueling hours working construction.

“I fell down a lot,” Mattis said unhappily.

Both Lorica and Ingo laughed. It unnerved Mattis to see a First Order soldier happy. Lorica remained by the bars, keeping Ingo close. Maybe all that was happening was that Lorica’s Zeltron abilities were affecting Ingo, but to Mattis, it seemed like more. He wished Ingo would go away. He wanted to tell Lorica about the tool he’d found.

Lorica was saying something about her day spent working on the wall, but Mattis couldn’t hear her. The scratching in the walls had grown too loud. If he heard it, did that mean he was too far gone or that there was no coming back once he went crazy enough to hear it in the first place? Did it mean that his new hope, so recently acquired, was false? Didn’t Lorica hear it?

“Don’t you hear it?” he asked.

She stopped talking and looked at him as if he were insane, which was always possible.

“Sorry,” he mumbled. “Tell me more about your wonderful day hauling timber and sheet-rocking your own prison.”

Lorica turned away from him and said something in hushed tones to Ingo.

Ingo looked around her to Mattis and said, “You’ll be uncomfortable in those muddy clothes all day.” Then he turned and left them alone.

“Mattis, what the foito are you doing?” Lorica flung a Zeltron swear at him.

“What am I doing?”

“Yes!”

“What am I doing?” Mattis repeated. He couldn’t form a coherent thought, so insistent was the rasping sound from the wall behind his bunk. Whatever was in there, whatever was clamoring for his attention, was moving around, getting closer to him.

“Mattis, you don’t seem well,” Lorica said, sounding less angry. “You’re covered in filth, you’re sweating—”

“It’s warm in here. On this planet.”

“You’re all flushed.” She placed a few fingers on his forehead, and he jerked away. “I’m afraid you’re sick, Mattis.”

“I’m not sick,” Mattis spat.

“You’ve been rolling around in the mud.”

“I haven’t—why won’t it shut up?” He shook his head, but the angry scraping wouldn’t go away. He pressed his palms to his ears.

“Did you just tell me to shut up?” Lorica fumed.

Mattis couldn’t hear her. He just shook his head, repeating softly, “No, no, no.”

“Mattis, what is happening to you?”

“I found something,” he said, as if he hadn’t heard her. “I found something that could help.

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