The strange procession of racers broke off in branches and everyone
took their own path through the river. Everyone guided by their
navigators but Zed didn't drive anywhere with the group. He turned
his car ninety degrees and drove into the direction where the river
was coming from.
“Be careful Zed,” Marilyn's voice warned him, “there are things
here that you might not want to mess with.”
“I know. I am looking for
something to mess with.”
The chip in his hand throbbed and
the pain almost tore his fingers out of their joints.
“OWWW!” he screamed, “what the
fuck is this Marilyn?!”
“Follow the others. This is not
the right way to go.”
“I am the fucking driver of this
car!” anger leaked in Zed's voice, “we'll go where I drive us.”
“No Zed,” Marilyn's voice was
clear as honey in his head, “we'll go where I guide you.”
“Like fuck I will. Not after this
bullshittery!”
“Yeah?” Marilyn's voice mocked
him. The chip in his palm grew hotter and grabbed a bottle at random
from the dashboard.
“No, no, NO!”
Zed watched in horror as his hand
threw the bottle out of the window where it crashed with a sad bang
on the rocks spread by the riverbed.
“There are more bottles Zed.”
“Fine, have it your way.”
He turned the car around and drove
it through the river where he promptly fell in the first trap in the
racing arena. The water around the car fell apart and flowed around
the car without touching the sides.
“What now?”
“It's The Questioner.” a trace
of fear colored Marilyn's voice.
From the wall of water, a small girl
in a frock and a teddy bear clutched in her arms, jumped and landed
cross legged on the bonnet of Zed's car.
“Hi, hope this look is in sync
with your planet's norms. Here are the rules, ask me questions, tell
me no lies, or I won't let you pass, and everyone dies.”
Inside the car, Zed narrowed his
eyes, “A kid. I hate kids.”
“Shut up Zed and do as I say, or
we won't get out of here.”
“We can just run over the kid.”
“She will eat us the moment we
move an inch forward. We need to ask her questions.”
“I don't think we'll need to.”
Zed said, as he looked up from their watery cube. “Help is here.”
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