The Bronze Seagull - Ch 14The chameleon hissed. Without warning he spun, twirling the knife in his hands, and cut the rope that held up the crate.
Steve watched in horror as the rope remained still for a moment, laying on the floor of the cargo bay, before suddenly whipping about as gravity took hold. The were wolf ran forward, adrenaline rushing through his body. He dove. Claws just managed to wrap around the end of the rope, and Steve skidded on his chest. Interface may not have been too heavy, but the crate more than made up for it. Steve strained, ignoring the pain that lanced through his body as he stopped the crate's free fall, re-injuring his bad shoulder. He looked down, hanging half out of the hatch, seeing the crate sway back and forth. Below that, through the black of night, the ground seemed so terrifyingly far away. Steve clenched his jaw. He had temporarily saved Interface, but the danger wasn't over yet. With each pendulum swing, the crate dragged him forward, inch by inch. It wouldn't be l