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Night 2

SmokeMassTree chased Mead into the large building but found him to be nowhere in sight. Heat and steam emanated throughout the building as the tremendous furnace melted down steel ore into streams of liquid hot metal. The heat in the room burned his eyes as he looked around trying to get his bearings straight. The factory was consumed in a red glow from the raging fires and melted down steel. He wandered between iron chutes and containers refusing to turn back from the challenge Mead had presented to him. He continued his search looking around the various machines for several minutes until he heard an object hit the ground nearby. He looked and saw a grenade bouncing in his direction. He dove for cover but an explosion never went off. He got up from the ground and realized that the grenade must had been a dud. He knew that Mead had to be hiding up above somewhere. Smoke ran forward through the factory until he came across a rusty metal staircase leading to the catwalks above.

Mead pulled another one of the grenades from his bag and took a close look at it. He was confused as to why the one he had thrown down at Smoke hadn’t gone off. On the grenades there were no pins to be pulled just a button that he figured would set the device for a timed explosion. He had to have figured wrong and continued to fumble through his bag looking for some type of detonator. With his vision blurred he felt around in the bag until he came across an object that felt different from the rest. He pulled it out and found a piece of metal with a large plunger-like button attached to it. He realized that this must be the detonator and pushed down on the plunger to give it a test. Immediately the grenade that he had tossed below exploded, causing the conveyor hauling nearby containers holding the molten steel to clamor and the catwalk to shake. He looked over the edge to view the damage that he had caused not realizing that Smoke had snuck up behind him in his distraction.

Smoke swung his heavy wrench down onto Mead cracking him hard in the back of his ribs. Mead fell to his knees but managed to keep hold of his sack of explosives and the detonator. Smoke wasted no time. He kicked Mead in the face and then thrust his wrench down hard onto his back. Mead choked and spit up blood as he collapsed to the floor from the heavy blow. The detonator fell from his hand to the darkness below, he barely managed to hold onto the sack as it slipped over the edge of the catwalk and swayed back and forth. He attempted to get up but he couldn’t move his legs. The force of Smoke’s massive wrench had rendered him paralyzed from the waist down. Taking his victory in hand Smoke stepped hard onto Mead’s back and held his wrench overhead. As he swung with all of his might Mead used the last of his strength to toss the sack of explosives toward a passing container of liquid metal. With a loud crack the wrench obliterated Mead’s skull. Smoke lifted the wrench to see a large bloody dent where Mead’s head had once been. He smiled to himself and swung down on the remains of Mead’s head once more as brain and skull fragments splattered in all directions.
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