Chapter 15

You remember last time?

Abby and Selene were lost in the forest on Chaos?

Yeah, well...

Selene only went to Crossroads because she was bored ... and Abby went to her local Gynecologist ... Sam ... the Crossroads healing chamber.

BUT ... Big But here, Abby had caught something Cassandra didn’t need and Chaos has enough disease for four planets ... but they didn’t have that one and didn’t need another. Abby was a two pass Heroes Companion ... she didn’t geddago the first time because ... nobody goes the first time ... and the second was counted as the first ... because a trip to Chaos is a dirty trick to play on anybody. This time ... her third ... she knew the rules.

And we ALL know what that means.

Six and his caretaker took their own sweet time in the bedroom and Sam cured everybody of the little gift Abby brought. Thanks.

Seven. Six of Seven anyway has been before. The other Seven go because Six goes ... Abby HAD to go ... fifteen minutes is fifteen minutes no matter how long you are on Chaos ... you could be on Chaos 3 years and fifteen minutes will have passed on Sol 3 ... time is NOT a constant.

Eventually, Six needed a break and off they went ... all 11 of them.

The bank was the bank ... and this time nobody was trying to rob it. Armed guards at the door might have had something to do with it.

The Seven are Gods ... don’t pay a lick of attention to their protest ... the Advanced Scientists schtick is getting to be ‘old hat.’

Six was able to outfit everybody ... it might not be the best iron ... but the leather clothing was clean ... if ... in Selene and Abby’s case ... a trifle tight.

And here we go again.

It is the god given right of every male on Chaos to pass on his genes to all and sundry. Abby is not sundry ... neither is Selene ... but the only women folk on Chaos who are more perfection personified than Selene and Abby are from out of town ... and sex with them, is no fun ... well ... the sex is great ... the aftermath is a pipe-bender.

Like I was saying ... the bank was great ... the walk to the Inn? not so great. Three dead and the rescue hadn’t gotten going yet.

Six said, as he wiped off his sword on the latest accoster’s shirt, “Selene ... strip him ... you might not have killed him ... but you are responsible.”

“Do I haveta?”

“Yeah ... and get those pants off before he shits ‘em.”

Selene had Abby grab a leg and the two were hauling trou as the shit was coming.

Abby giggled. “That’s a very small male apparatus. Look Selene.”

“Gease ... and he was so proud of it.”

Six said, “Lemme see dem pants, somethin’ ain’t right.”

Selene passed them over, commenting on Sixes vocalization.

“We do try to not stand out here,” he said. He was running a finger over the seams. “Thought so ... machine stitch ... and check out the zipper ... ceramic.”

“Tooled leather and belt loops. Yup ... somethin’ ain’t right. I think we need to talk to somebody from home. Lets go back to the bank.”

It was closed... Closed Bank Holiday ... said the door sign. Folks on Chaos don’t read ... nor cypher. No schools ... if your parents neither write nor cypher ... there’s a really good possibility you won’t.

To make matters even more suspicious ... the sign was in cursive ... for sure NOBODY on Chaos read cursive.

“They knew we were coming.”

That was voiced by everyone in the party ... sure ... it was in 11 different voices and 11 different accents ... but everybody started looking over the shoulder and imagining spies at every corner and in every darkened doorway and alley in the town. A flutter of a window curtain drew instant attention.

Something was up.

“We need to get out of town,” someone said.

No sooner said than done.

And Selene and Abby got lost in the woods.