Mullock's assitant! So nice of you to drop by. Yeah it'll have the same plot as my previous attempt of a sequal. Now on to some newer material.
Chapter 3
The Journey Begins
"Well, we'd better be getting over there. I think we'll take the journey on foot, so as not to arouse the suspiscion it would with an airship." Said Finklar reluctantly. A walk through the deserts and wastelands didn't look inviting, but landing with an airship would definately show that they were there for a serious reason.
"Yeah, your right." Said Germ in an optimistic voice.
'It's gonna take a long time to get there.' Thought Finklar. Sighing, he started the long walk westward.
"Coming Abe?"
"Guess so," Said Abe with a hint of resignition, "The Raisen needs to get back here anyways."
"Right. Let's go." Said Germ with a kind of "That's settled" tone. and so the long walk began. Only two hours later was Finklar regretting not taking the airship at least half the way. With no means of communication with him, he couldn't even call the ariship to pick them up from here. And even if he could, they wouldn't be able to find them.
Three hours later the sun was nearly down. What was normally a scorching desert, was becoming a freezing one.
"We'll stop here, set up a quick camp and continue in the morning." Said Finklar.
In the middle of the night, Finklar woke up suddenly. He had just been struck by the thought that maybe the Raisen was being held captive. But who would have done that? Who could have done that? That guy was too heavy to lift even a centimeter. You'd need so many guys to evn lift him up. And then bring him all the way out here? You'd need some of kind of swap system. Even then the cost for all the water would be enourmous. Unless of course you had a route that went past at least seven bodies of water, but that still didn't explain how the Raisen was moved. What if they had designed a sort of robot to carry it. That'd solve both problems. But even then, the price! It'd be almost as big! Finklar's eyelids began to droop. What if they somehow had made them out of spare parts? That'd make it a good deal cheaper. Finklar's consciousness began to leave. But that wouldn't be able to hold up something that big. Finklar fell asleep again.
Next morning, the same ordeal came and went.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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