The Dunpull

"It didn't work?"

"It worked"

"Now I'm scared" The man stated fearfully, he was already shivering.

"Don't be, we would find a way to deal with it" Achak replied in an encouraging tone.

"How? If Winslow finds out about this, he would use our head for breakfast" the man who had initially spoken, Derrick muttered. He was really scared.

"He won't, unless you tell him about it, we are the only two people that know what happened, we could just tell him it didn't work, and he'll torture us and tell us to try again, that's what we have always done, hasn't it? What difference does it make if it worked this time, we could still say it didn't". Achak insisted, he was far away from being afraid.

"Pull yourself together, if you behave downcast, they'll know something is up, you don't want to die do you?" He asked his friend, and Derrick, who had been shivering like a leaf shook his head.

"So it didn't work, the donpull failed once again. We have another month to breathe" Achak said with a matter-o