Intermission: Rendezvous

Morning went exactly as I had suspected. Travis was nowhere to be found, and neither was that suspicious guide Teresa.

“Great,” I muttered, then began doing stretches.

“Shurikit,” I heard someone call. “Mind if I come in?”

I opened the door. “Who…? Oh, hi Jim. What’s up?”

He looked like he was going to say something, but ended up remaining silent.

“What?” I looked down at myself. “Want me to put on a shirt?”

“No, your underwrappings are fine. I was just wondering about… something else. Maybe I’ll tell you later.”

“Sure, I guess? I’m gonna head out; maybe hit up the city,” I replied, picking up my clothes. “Hopefully the rest of my pals are still kicking.”

“Hmm… safe travels.”

~

As I flew along the coastline towards Chandonis, I noticed a familiar figure lying on the rocks.

“Ah! Blake, buddy,” I called, landing on the rock next to him. “How’ve you been?”

“Not so hot,” he replied, sitting up.

“Where’s everyone else?”