And there he stod, with his weapon, ready to draw and the sweat dripping from his hands. He could still hear the breathing machines deep breaths from all directions, echoing from wall to wall. He took a step forward as his eyes started to get used to the darkenss and the room slowly appeard, it was not exactly a room more like a enginering tunnel witch ended in a opening where a little bit larger room took its beginning. He steped out. The room was like the inside off a large ball i shape, with wires and cables hanging from the roof, pipes and computer screens ticking and beeping from the steel walls. In the just across the room from the tunnel there where no cables and computers, just a large round window, like an great eye with black metallic rings, one smaller and one bigger. He took a few more steps into the room turning his head slowly in every directions ready for to see a dark shade, ready to strike. But nothing appeard. The meckanic breathing sound hade disappeard and the beeping and the ticking from the computers was domenating the room. Suddenly the ticking stopped from the left and was replaced with a sound of bending metal and an electrical explosion. He turned left as fast as he could a blue shimmering light appeard from his weapons sockel litting the room and splitting the flying computer in half, he stod still, waiting, and then, again but this time from the other side, he turned just in time to make his defence, another flying computer, one more from his back, but this time he turned to late. He was struck on his left shoulder and lost his balance but manage to stand. And the flying objects kept coming. He tried to parry but there where to many, he lost his balance and fell, he turned ready to see his attacker, and there right infront of him he stod, a tall dark man and the only thing who lited up the darkness who followed with him was his red lightsaber. He was on his feet again ready for the strike, and then it came, when there sabers clashed the whole room was liten with blending yellow light and the sound of glass crushing together. He manage to parry a few more of his attackers heavy swings and took a step backwards, and then again that sound of metal bending from the walls and two more objects flying in his direction, the first he could defend himself against but the second one hit him in the head and then a third came and crushed the large round window who his back where facing. The preasure was sensless and the air was sucked out of the room and he with it, out in the darkness.

Godnatt gumman och vänner. /Johan