Darkness. Everywhere there was darkness. Sci-mon turned to his left. Nothing. He gripped the ignited saber tighter. He stretched out with the force, feeling for the enemy.

/RobX walks in, takes cookie, walks out

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The trouble with the long run is in the long run everybody's dead

*Ping walks in and trips over a crumb that RobX dropped while carrying out his cookie. He lands face first on the hard stone floor. Big, bright, multicolored words expressing the phrase "SPLAT" appeared as Ping met the ground. Getting up, he walks over, picks up a cookie and walks out.*

Darth J comes in, eats the rest of the cookies and the story goes on.

as he reached out with the force he suddenly felt it being wrestled from his grasp. It was like a heavy blanket had come between him and his connection with the force. For the first time he felt defenseless. Fear and panic gripped him as he began to race through the dark corridors of the maze under the sith temple. In the darkness behind him he could hear the growls of the vornsker as it followed his trail.

He ran, pressing his legs to the max.
Then he remembered, a long time ago, a wise man of the Saberist Jedi Dominion had told him:
"The force may be your ally, but that is all, without the force you still have yourself. Do not use the force, use yourself boy!"
All of a sudden he felt unnatuarally calm.
He could hear the growl of the vornsker getting very close to him now.
With a jump he flipped over and threw his legs up the ceiling slipping his feet inside a crack leaving him hanging as he swung his saber at the vornsker cutting it's head off.
With a load noice he fell exhausted to the ground...

Suddenly, the ground beneath Sci-mons feet began to groan. The groan grew steadily stronger. Dust and small bits of rock landed on his head. With a deafening roar, the ground beneath Sci-mon gave way, and Sci-mon found himself falling through a huge, black, void.

For several seconds he fell through the black void. He tumbled in midair, until he landed on the hard stone floor with a loud "wham". His back snapped and shattered his spine in several places. Too make matters worse, a dozen vornskers, mad with hunger, rushed towards his paralized body to eat him.

(now HOW will he get out of this one)

(Sit back "Bug" and let me tell you).

Sci-mon wasn't alone in the Temple. His companion, Ema Tran, had come in with him. Earlier, they had been separated.
Ema hears Sci-mons cries of agony and rushes to his side. She suddenly hears a noise behind her. She ignites her saber quickly. It's aqua blade sliced through the head of the nearest Vornskyr. Another dives for her throat, but she throws herself to the ground, send her saber up through the Vornskyr's stomach. Three more aproach her as she rises to her feet. She calls on the force, and sends a storm of debris from the shattered cieling sailing into the vornskyrs helpless body. The rest feel the dark force coarsing through her body, and the flea into the darkness of the tunnel ahead.
Ema drops to Sci-mons side, abandoning her dark powers. Sci-mon tilts his head upwards, and smiles.
Ema slowly puts Sci-mon into a healing trance, and sets up gaurd for the rest of the night...

Unluckily, after a few hours of waiting, Eman felt the force leave her. A strange fear gripped her, and she jumped up to run, but suddenly the room grew light as day with the red glow of sabers. With a shout that shook the room like an earthquake, the sabers flew forward, closer.... closer!!!! She suddenly jumped up, awake. "Sci-mon is gone!!!!!" She gasped.

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Sci-mon awoke.
He tryed to open his eyes but realised a mask had been put over his head. He tryed to move but couldn't, he had been tied up against a wall.
Two voices could be heard, probably comming from another room.
"Did you give him the memory-eraser?" a deep voice said.
"Yes, when he wakes up he will not remember a thing of the last few months." said another deep but female voice.
"Well, let's go check on him shall we?"
Sci-mon could hear fotsteps comming towards him.
"Ah, you're awake!" the male voice exclaimed. "Tell me your name." it continued in a demanding tone.
"Mon, Shi-Mon." the prisoner said, finding it hard to speak.
"Are you sure about that?" the female voice asked. "Last time you told us it was Smith."
"What??" Shi-Mon said confused.
The female said "What is the last thing you remember?"
Shi-Mon started to think but his head was a blur. Then, all of a sudden he felt a sting in his arm, and once again he fell asleep.