The 'Depths of Hell', Islay Base

[Marburg]

A scorpion rests on the hand of the man that sits across the table of the Gaian named Damien McEwan.

The Man doesn't say a word. He just watches as his opponent Dimi downs his shot and slams his empty glass hard on the table.

The man doesn't flinch as the vibrations on the table startle the scorpion into a defensive position...tail curled & now ready to strike.

Dimi smiles.

Everyone at the table knows the scorpion isn't lethal, but goddamn. it's sure painful as hell...that's why it's a game.

It's just a tradition...one of the rites of passage, if you like.

The man takes his shot in turn & slams his glass down, next to his opponent.

The scorpion on his opponent's palm startles & digs its stinger deep.

Dimi immediately vomits from the venom rush and collapses to the floor.

Before he passes out on the floor, he looks up at the man and says, "F***! Alright, Whatever...Welcome to the Gaians you little Bit**!

...& that's just how one guy joined the Gaian movement.

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