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Revived

His eyes opened. He couldn't see a single thing. He could feel several straps clinging to him, trapping him on some kind of table. He clicked neck as he turned it. He could hear nothing. He could see nothing. But he could smell something. Something burning. The startling scent wafted up his nose. It smelt of burning flesh. Tilting his head to his left, he could make out a faint glow form what he assumed was his wrist. The strap that forced his wrist to the table was now making its way through him. What kind of torture device is this?!

Now feeling the pain of the burning flesh, he knew he had to do something or he wouldn't be much use to anyone, let alone the Empire. The only thing he could do was summon that power that he had been blessed with a few years ago. He had barely used it. He had kept it concealed from most people, especially Darth Vader. Concentrating, he began to feel a cold sensation tingle across his other hand.

Fluorescently glowing pale blue, was a palm sized crystal of ice. He smiled at himself. Now he just needed to get it to the other hand. Aiming as best as he could with his restricted movement, sank back into his connection. He opened his eyes to see the faint glow swiftly dart past him; it encased the flesh eating strap. It snapped. His arm was free. He reached for the other arm strap and successfully pried the strap off and began to work on the leg straps. This is far too easy...

Sliding his legs across the table thing, he placed them on the floor beneath them.

BLEEP. BLEEP. BLEEP.

Kriff! I should have seen that coming. Why didn't I think this through!

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