Gelbin Mekkatorque: Cut Short

“We’ve done a security sweep of the upper floors in sector 17, sir. The place seems fairly untouched since our, uh, departure. Granted, everything stinks of trogg….” “Mmmm, yes—that delightful mixture of mold, mange, and sour monkey. Puts one off of his lunch, I know.” Cog Captain Herk Winklespring grimaced, going slightly pale at his … Read More