A hide pouch under the front of the chopper inflated like the throat of a siamang, and a mouth attached to it bellowed into the night under the hack and whistle of the rotor:

“Adolphus Search and Rescue: if any are in danger, make yourselves known.”

The searchlight scanned and blinked, and saw no one. There were no gluckasts near, though surely they would be soon, as this place was one of their filthy nesting grounds. Why did the human not show himself?

The chopper lowered till it settled in a more solid patch of rubbish. The chopper’s rear legs were akin to those of a rhinoceros, the forelegs like those of a gargantuan scaly waterbird. Plenty of large vermin scattered as they settled, but Gibbsen was wise enough to stay aboard the chopper until sent.

Gareth sent him. Unfortunately he didn’t smell any humans, but pointed to where the largest living creature nearby might be hidden: in a large, black, gluckast nest, constructed of unrecognisable debris fused together with leathery, hardened slime. The chopper crept its great bulk nearer, and with its tail like a saurian armadillo it took off the roof and upper storeys of the repulsive habitat. Then the searchlight illuminated the bared pit of the nest’s bowels.

There lay a human girl, who sneezed in the bright light. Gibbsen was very confused.

To be continued.

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