So it's a good thing? Great! Cheers RM
Searge, don't worry about not bein able to reply, I haven't got that many chapters!
Anyway, I'm really busy this week cause it's the last week before half term (
) so I have almost know free time. So...
I'm gonna post chapter 20! huzaah!
Chapter 20
Splat
I was standing in front of a large altar that filled half the room and stretched from floor to ceiling. It was shaped sort of like a featureless laguameacy head (with spikes on top). On the front were, perfectly and intricately carved, 2 life size laguameacies and a life size laguateeny. As well as that, thousands of laguameacy and laguateeny tribal marks. Clustered round the bottom of the altar were about 20 painted stone versions of laguameacies eggs. It was more than pretty impressive.
Then suddenly, the light in the room dimmed for no apparent reason, casting shadows around the room and making the altar seem a bit creepy… Then it started to seem even creepier as the altar started to glow. Then out of each of the 3 spikes on top rose an image, the ghostly figures of mudokons.
The three figures stared down at me, the suddenly, the one in the middle whispered, “He’s here.”
“Congratulations,” said the left, “now lets move on to more advanced stuff, 1+1 is…?”
Middle stared at him indignantly, Right chuckled quietly.
“Yeah, I’m here.” I stuttered with fear, “but, I uh, I gotta go… somewhere!” I spun round and looked desperately around for an escape route, realised the only way out was the door 3 metres above me, then sighed sadly, and turned to face the ghosts (and probable doom).
“Heh heh, no escape is there?” I said downheartedly.
“Escape? We’re not gonna hurt ya!” Said Middle.
I’ll call them C (left), D (middle) and E (right).
“Yeah,” said E, “we haven’t killed any other mudokons since we died, only sligs.”
“And Interns,” added D.
C - “And Vykkers.”
D – “And-”
“Yeah, I think he gets the idea, we only kill people who kill our beloved,” E interrupted.
“Man, would you can the whole “mystical spirit” thing?”
“Yeah, it’s more irritating than… something really irritating… (embarrassed silence)”
Then an argument broke out and I decided that maybe these ghosts weren’t as dangerous as I’d first believed. Watching the argument I realised that these were probably the “masters” that I’d been looking for (though I realised I had know idea why).
Anyway, I decided that as I had nothing better to do, I’d try and find a way of getting out of this room. But as soon as I turned around the argument stopped. “Hey, where you goin?” cried D.
I turned back round and answered: “No idea.”
E - “Then why are you going?”
D – “Yeah, there’s no point going if you don’t know where you’re going.”
C – “And no point goin anywhere if ya don’t know why ya goin there.
“Then I shouldn’t have come here in the first place.”
“Yes ya should of.” C added quickly.
“Yeah, besides, I know why you came here.” Said E mysteriously.
“How would you know why I came here? I don’t know why I came here!”
“There you go again with your “mysterious spirit thing”!” D complained.
“Yeah, can it already!”
“Could you please stop arguing, or I’ll leave.”
“No, NO!” The three of them gasped in unison. I looked up in surprise.
“Why do you want me to stay so badly?”
“Cause… cause you can help us.” Stuttered C. “You know stuff… stuff about sligs… and the other invaders. We need help, our laguameacies are bein slaughtered and we can’t do anything to stop it cause…”
“Because we don’t know anything about sligs, we don’t even know what there weapons are and why they are so dangerous.” Finished E.
“Guns?” I asked.
“No, dan-ger-ous. As in not safe!”
“I know what dangerous means.”
“Then why did you-”
“I interrupted. “So what, you want me to sit here and tell you all I know? Cause if you do, we’ll be here for a few days.”
“No, we have better ways of doing it.”
“Like what?”
“Like a mind-to-mind connection.”
Yaay! Half term is almost upon us!