Rebels of Darkness, Chapter 10

How is that possible?” the green skinned woman screeched.

The male that Gwynivara encountered the previous day responded scornfully, “If I had any idea , it wouldn’t have happened!” She gives him a piercing glare, so he quickly apologized, “Sorry, Commander. I just don’t understand how two people in handcuffs and surrounded by police could escape like that!”

The woman sat on her rocky throne and mulled it over. “Did you notice anyone suspicious or unusual?”

“No.” He jogged his memory and couldn’t come up with anything…except…”Unless you count the actual suspect. The one who got taken to the police station.”

The woman raised an eyebrow. “Why is one more noteworthy than the other?”

“Out of nowhere, she has this ball of light!” he recalled. “She made the alpha creature disappear! Poof! It was there and then it wasn’t! What do you think it…?”

His sentence trailed off when he saw the look on her face. She grew pale, and none of her facial features moved. He had never seen her show any fear, so to see her in this state truly frightened him. Very breathily, she ordered, “We need to find them!” He started to object, but she cut him off, “If they’re successful, the mission will fail. I won’t let that happen to my planet! So, for the time being, finding them will be our top mission.” The man didn’t say a word, but he showed every sign of wanting to argue, so she bellowed, “DO AS I COMMAND!”

“Yes ma’am!” He turned to leave immediately just as a shrill whistle filled the air.

Gwynivara’s head almost hit the counter as she pulled herself back to reality. It took her a moment to realize that she had fallen asleep standing against the kitchen counter. She remembered why she had come to the room, which prompted her to turn off the stove and pour some boiling water into her cup. As she was setting the kettle down, she heard a noise behind her, and her jangled nerves almost made her drop the teapot. She turned around to see Riley in his pajamas, robe, and slippers shuffling into the kitchen. He sheepishly grinned and commented, “Looks like I’m not the only one on edge!” Gwynivara felt foolish for getting scared over something harmless, but she was relieved to see Riley on his feet. Riley inquired, “What are you doing in here?”

“I couldn’t sleep.” Right after the words came out of her mouth, she felt even dumber than before. She told the truth-she had laid awake with her mind racing a mile a minute, so she thought some tea would help her fall asleep. And yet, somehow she had fallen asleep standing at the counter! She knew that Riley would pick up on the irony of the situation.

Sure enough, he did. “Must be some powerful tea!”

Gwynivara begrudgingly laughed and joined him at the island in the kitchen. She told Riley, “I’m glad you’re okay!”

“Me too. Or at least, now I am,” Riley admitted. Gwynivara gave him a questioning look, so he explained, “Okay, I’ll admit it, I didn’t put up a fight when the beast came for me. I kept thinking about the past, and tonight it just really hurt. When it came for me, I closed my eyes and embraced the end. I thought it would end my suffering, but it made it worse. All I wanted to do was save my own life, but I couldn’t! It’s maddening to feel that level of helplessness! I got lucky that you three ladies came in when you did! I got a second chance at life! Not everyone gets that option. Now, I just wanna find as many people as I can and explain where it came from and how it deceives you. Once you cross that line, there’s no going back, so I wanna find more people and make sure they don’t cross that line. I wanna help with recruitment! I’m done passively waiting for this situation to end- I wanna help make it happen!”

Gwyinvara was shocked to hear that Riley had almost let himself succomb to Venenatus Sanguis, but she felt vastly relieved that he now had an ardent desire to not only live but help others find that kind of fight within themselves. “I keep thinking about that woman in the video that Emorick showed me. She just let the monster eat her! I know she was suffering, and it does seem so hopeless sometimes. It’s not like I’ve never thought that. I suffered through all of my twenties, and I kept thinking that right now my peers are all going to college, getting married, starting families and careers, and here I am struggling for basic survival! I wondered if I’d ever get the chance to have a real life. But then I also kept thinking what if my chance comes tomorrow? I mean, you never really know how long it’ll last- days, weeks, years, but at any point in the future, my chance could come, and it’d be worth the wait. And if I went through my whole life without getting it, at least people could say I tried! I was a fighter my whole life, and I take pride in that! Along the way though, I wanna help as many people as possible so that maybe they don’t have to suffer as much in their life as I did in mine!”

“That’s very noble!” Riley complimented. “Do you think we’ll ever find the cure?”

“I have to!” Gwynivara responded. “Someone has to fight for it! President Ford is too busy with his re-election campaign to give us any federal help. The Public Health Center has been compromised by people trying to destroy evidence. No one else is looking for a cure! The only solution people have come up with is to ‘quarantine’ us. People think if we all get killed off that the problem will solve itself. This is a global epidemic, and as long as one beast survives, it’ll keep spreading until our planet gets wiped out! If we don’t find the cure, the whole world is doomed! That’s why I won’t rest until I figure out a way to find the origin! If we find the origin, we find the cure! I don’t care if takes days, weeks, months, or years, I won’t stop ‘til I make it happen!”

Riley listened to her speech and let the emotions of it settle fore a moment. Then he asked Gwynivara, “They’re destroying evidence?”

“Huh?” Gwynivara slipped into an adrenaline-filled reverie from the feelings that welled up from their conversation, so this question totally threw her off. She needed clarification in order to answer it, “What do you mean?”

“That’s the first I’m hearing of it. Did you see them destroying evidence when you went undercover at the PHC?” Riley probed.

Gwynivara thought back to that day. The receptionist, the staff, the patients, not even the orderlies, no one had destroyed anything. The orderlies sure worked hard to seize them, but no one went after the research or even anyone’s notes. Even earlier that day, in that murder victim’s house, the two men’s behavior was odd, but their destructiveness focused on people and not things. And yet, as she had said it, she knew it to be true. When she tried to think of how she would know that, it made her blink. “I didn’t see anyone destroy anything.”

“Did you hear anyone talk about it?” Riley suggested the idea.

Again, Gwynivara had to mentally review the last couple of days, but she couldn’t recall any conversation where people talked about destroying anything other than lives. Still, she felt like she had heard someone talking about it to another person. It didn’t make much sense, and now Gwynivara started to question her sanity a little. She didn’t know how else to explain knowing something without sensing it in this reality! She finally spoke, “Someone must’ve talked about it, but after going through the last few days in my mind, I know I didn’t hear or see anything. I always assumed that the orderlies were protecting valuable information, but if anyone’s gonna destroy it, it’d be them. It makes sense; they work for the origin, so they don’t want anyone to find the cure. They want to get it so they can keep it from spreading. They put agents in places that might find information, and if someone gets close to the truth, they destroy it!”

Before either of them could ponder this any further, Emorick walked into the kitchen. His eyes flickered between the two of them, and a look of disappointment fell on his face. “Please tell me the two of you went to bed early and just woke up.” Neither of them said a word, but the guilty looks they donned answered his question. Knowing the answer already, Emorick regarded them, “Please tell me you weren’t discussing work related stuff!” Gwynivara and Riley ashamedly shook their heads. Emorick groaned, and he too shook his head. Clearly, Gwynivara and Riley now felt horrible, so Emorick assured them, “Don’t feel bad- this is my fault. I’m your leader, I’m supposed to set a better example. You both went through a lot yesterday, and if you don’t get sleep, you won’t recover. You also can’t become so obsessed with the mission that you don’t have a life! So, I’m ordering you to take today off!” Both of them started to object, but Emorick cut them off, “Look at you two! A day off shouldn’t feel like a punishment! Take today off, have some fun, get some rest, and come back to work tomorrow with fresh eyes.”

“Yes, sir,” Gwynivara reluctantly obliged. Riley followed suit.

Emorick, satisfied with their responses, poured himself some coffee and told them, “Good! If you sneak any work in today…”

“You’ll tan our hides?” Riley finished his thought.

Gwynivara felt relieved to see Emorick crack a small smile. He took a sip of his coffee and responded, “I wouldn’t word it quite like that, but yes.” Gwynivara and Riley chuckled, and Emorick said cheerfully, “Now you two behave while I’m gone!”

Riley kidded, “But I thought you said to have fun!” Emorick heartily laughed and left the room.

After they had finished in the kitchen, Gwynivara and Riley walked down the hall. She fell to his gait, which was still slow because of his medical recovery. Yet he had still wanted to work, and so Gwynivara privately agreed with the point Emorick had tried to make. It was still very early, so very few people were out and about. As they passed the ceremony room, Gwynivara saw a sign that informed them of a meditation class at eight a.m. She saw that Riley had read the sign too, so she pointed out, “Emorick did tell us to relax…”

Riley shrugged. “Sure, what the heck. I’ll try anything once! Just ask my ex-boyfriend!”

“Not sure I wanna know more…” Gwynivara laughed, and so did he.

Inside the ceremony room, Gwynivara and Riley waited for the class to begin, but they were way too early for anyone to show up, so they sat on the pews and waited. The room was so quiet that it started to get on Gwynivara’s nerves. She glanced around and noticed a radio. “We could listen to music while we wait.” Riley silently consented, and when Gwynivara turned on the music, she heard a rock song that she loved. Lately everything had been so serious and scary that a fun, lighthearted piece reminded her what she was missing. She felt compelled to dance, which made Riley grin. “Dance with me!” Gwynivara invited.

“I would, darling, but I’m afraid I’ll get too winded,” Riley replied.

“Fine, you can stay in your seat and dance!” Gwynivara grabbed his hands, and he swayed a little in his seat.

They were having so much fun that they didn’t notice Kierram walk in. He saw them dancing and muttered, “God, I hate morning people!”

Gwynivara thought about making a snappy comeback, but she realized that if he was here, Emorick probably made him take the day off too. Figuring that he needed to enjoy himself, she overdramatically posed for him. “Your turn! Dance with me!”

Kierram refused, “No way! I don’t dance!”

“Oh, you’re scared?” she teased him.

“I’m not scared!” Kierram had a look of wanting to prove her wrong but strongly desiring not to dance.

Gwynivara danced up to him. “Oh come on!”

“No, no, no!” Kierram almost frightened and very uncomfortable as she put her arms around him. He soon felt forced to move and stiffly fell into her movements. The more he did, the more he realized he was enjoying himself. As he got into it and they danced together, Riley merrily clapped his hands. In the midst of it all, Gwynivara suddenly slipped on a rock, and Kierram caught her. “What was that?” he asked.

“I don’t know. A rock?” She turned to the floor and found the perpetrator. It was a black, jagged rock, and she peered at it curiously. She had a feeling she had seen rocks like this before. That’s when it clicked for her, and memories of all her dreams came flooding back to her. Overwhelmed, she slumped onto a pew. Very concerned, Kierram and Riley rushed to her side. They tried to elicit a response, but she couldn’t muster one. She was still trying to make sense of it herself. Finally, without thinking, she spoke, “It’s real! It’s all real!” Confused, the two men looked to her for answers, and all she could give them was, “I’ve met the origin!”

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Sabotage, Chapter 14

“Did you find anything?” Garith inquired. He sat on a cot in a room full of them. A few people were scattered around the room, but Zartex, Garith, and Carmen had this corner to themselves. Carmen perused through a box of donated clothes while Zartex played Cat’s Cradle on some colorful string.

Carmen replied, “When I get back on my feet, I’m going to donate more clothes to homeless shelters. Haven’t these people suffered enough?” She held up a particularly hideous tee shirt and made a sour face.

Zartex did a somewhat tricky move and reacted with, “Oooh!” Garith chuckled and flipped through a newspaper.

From across the room, Bette entered and shook hands with the volunteer in charge of the homeless shelter. She saw Carmen and greeted happily, “Oh, hi Joan!” Carmen didn’t respond, so she repeated, “Hi Joan! Joan? Joan!”

Garith looked up and saw Bette, so he nudged Carmen. “Psst! Joan!”

“Huh?” Carmen glanced up, and when she saw Bette, she remembered, “Oh right, that’s me!”

Bette strolled over to them and conversed, “What a coincidence! What brought you to Winnemucca?”

Zartex, while continuing his Cat’s Cradle game, told her, “Our legs did.”

Even though Zartex was being quite literal, Bette took it as a joke. She laughed, “Well, I was just on my way to a church event in Oregon, but along the way, it was starting to get late, so I decided to stay in a hotel. They gave me some free slot play, and I won! But, I felt guilty for gambling, so I figured if I donated the winnings to charity, I absolved my sin. Anyway, where are you all heading?”

“California,” Carmen said truthfully. She trusted Bette, so she felt safe in divulging a little, but in the dire situation Carmen got caught up, she couldn’t give anyone any specific details. She really hoped Bette didn’t ask where in California or worse, why.

“California?” Bette recalled. “Oh, there was a man looking for a group of travelers heading to California.”

Carmen and Garith dropped the things in their hands, and Zartex got surprised enough that he lost track of what he was doing and got tangled up in the Cat’s Cradle string. Carmen tried to remain casual. “Lots of people travel to California. That’s kind of vague details to give to people about who you’re looking for! What kind of man do you mean?”

“I’m not sure,” Bette thought back. “He was dark skinned, had a think accent, and a nice suit. He didn’t have a badge though, and I asked repeatedly for him to identify himself. He wouldn’t tell me who he was, he just said he was looking for escapees that had classified information.” Zartex, Garith, and Carmen all had pounding hearts. Carmen and Garith gave each other a confused gesture, but their eyes shared signs of worry. They all were afraid of what Bette may have told Elden about their whereabouts. Bette went on, “I just couldn’t trust someone who wouldn’t say who they were! He wouldn’t even say where these people escaped from! I didn’t trust him, so I decided not to tell him anything. Well, nothing truthful anyways. He could be a kidnapper for all I know, so I wouldn’t help him! I fed him a red herring and said that I saw them going to a club in my hotel. He was probably a fed, but he ticked me off! Screw him!”

Garith, Carmen, and Zartex all breathed a sigh of relief. Garith remarked, “Wow, you never struck me as someone who rebelled against authority!”

Bette grinned. “Ever since I took that bus to the BYU game, I can’t get the hippie era mentality of my head. To be honest, I kind of thought he might be talking about you three, but you guys are too nice to get captured by ‘the man!’ If it’s you, I would leave town right now while he’s distracted!” Bette winked at them.

“These travelers owe you one!” Carmen thanked her.

“Hey man, cool!” She gave them a peace sign and left.

“She’s right,” Garith said to Carmen. “We should head out before Elden realizes she tricked him.”

Carmen thought about it, and logically, it made a lot of sense. Something inside of her urged her to stay, but she wasn’t sure what reason it may have had. She thought about Bette, and it clicked for her. “No. If we leave, Elden will know Bette lied and will go after her. I think we need to go the club.”

“Uh, guys, a little help!” Zartex’s hands were bound together by his snarled string.

As Garith untangled him, he questioned Carmen, “How are we going to stop him from murdering us?”

Zartex suggested, “It’s a public place, right? He’ll get caught trying to kill you or kidnap someone. Just let him get caught up in his own game!” Garith freed Zartex, but there was still a knot in the string. “Aw!”

“Ah!” Carmen found a pastel pink, off-the-shoulder shirt in the box. “So, when was the last time you went clubbing?”

The three of them waited in line on a casino floor as the music from the club pounded away. Garith turned to Zartex and directed, “You’re not coming.”

“What?” Zartex objected. “Why not?”

“The music,” Garith explained. “We need to catch this guy, and we can’t afford an emotional overload right now!”

Zartex reasoned, “I can behave! I will! I will do it because I’m still at work and I’m supposed to be watching Carmen. I can do this!”

Carmen kidded, “Are you trying to convince us or yourself.”

“Both,” Zartex confessed. “I’ve never been to a club! Please!”

Carmen and Garith silently consulted each other, and Carmen relented, “Okay, but if you feel like you’re on the verge of an emotional overload, go outside!”

“Deal!” Zartex agreed.

As they got closer to the entrance, they saw a bouncer checking people’s ID’s. When it was their turn, they patted their clothes as if they were searching for their wallets, but the bouncer dismissed them, “Please!” He opened the rope and waved them inside.

The song “Worth It” by Fifth Harmony played as they came onto the dance floor, which was packed. The room itself had an old-fashioned disco floor, and the walls had a rustic, wooden appearance. It had a bar on the opposite side of the floor and a DJ jamming in front of the dancers. Carmen complained, “He didn’t ID us! Do I look old?”

“Well, you haven’t gotten a lot of sleep and your make up has worn off…” When Garith saw her glare at him, he changed his tune, “So, to answer your question, no! Definitely not!”

More people began to arrive, and the incoming crowd pushed them to the actual dance floor. Zartex stood at the edge, refusing to dance. Garith and Carmen got swept into the center. Not wanting to stand out, Carmen began to dance. Clearly, it had been a while since Garith did anything like this and moved stiffly. “Do you know how to dance?”

“What?” Garith put his hand to the side of his ear.

Carmen shouted into his ear, “Do you know how to dance?”

Garith yelled towards her, “Not really!”

“Oh, Cielo, you need to move your hips!” She put her hands on his hips and shook them. He seemed to enjoy that as he moved his hips more, and Carmen felt of jolt of pleasure from this moment too. Suddenly, she felt awkward and snapped her hands out of the way. What was that? she wondered. She shrugged and kept dancing.

Meanwhile, Zartex found it harder and harder to contain himself. He saw himself moving his leg a little, and he panicked a little. When he realized that no consequences came, he pushed the boundaries further by moving his leg more. Still, nothing happened. He now stared to bend his leg to an almost lunge and nothing happened. He felt giddy at this discovery and kept doing it. As Garith and Carmen moved on the dance floor, he continued this move while sliding to another end of the dance floor. People gave him a strange look, but he was having too much fun to notice.

At the end of the song, the DJ announced, “Alright, alright! It’s that time again-women’s hour!” The women in the club cheered. “You know what that means-the ladies want the eighties!” The women in the club cheered again, but so did some of the guys. “Let’s get funky with some old school jams!”

As he played Love Shack by the B-52’s, Zartex spotted Elden. He got close to Carmen, brandishing a knife. “Hey!” Zartex yelled as loud as he could, but no one could here them. Elden was about to stab her. No one could see him doing this, and Zartex couldn’t push through the herd of people to get to them. In order to save her life, he had to act fast. He let this song into his heart, and the world morphed into an eighties’ discotheque. All of the clubbers dressed in vintage, gaudy clothing with neon and other bright colors. Zartex commanded everyone’s attention as he got on top of the DJ’s booth and sang:

Zartex:     If you see a faded sign at the end
               of the road that says “Fifteen miles
to the-”
(Zartex pointed to Carmen & Garith,
who take over singing)

Garith & Carmen:     Love shack!

Carmen:      I’m heading down the Atlanta Hwy,
lookin’ for the love getaway,
headed for the love getaway!
(Carmen sang to Elden, who looked uncomfortable.)

Garith:     I got me a car, it’s as big as a whale,
and we’re headin’ down to the love shack.
I got a Chrysler, it seats about twenty,
so hurry up, bring your jukebox money!
(Garith now sang to Elden.)

(Garith and Carmen put their arms around
Elden, who looked confused and mad.)
The Love Shack is a little old place where we
can get together!
Love Shack, baby! A Love Shack baby!
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack!
Come baby, that’s where it’s at!
Ooh, love, baby, that’s where it’s at!

(Elden escaped, but Garith stood in front of him
to stop him.)
Garith:     Sign says “Stay away fools!”
‘Cause love rules at the Love Shack.

(Carmen turned Elden around and set him
back on the dance floor.)
Carmen:     Well, it’s set way back, in the middle
of a field.
Just a funky old shack, and I gotta get back.
Glitter on the mattress!
Glitter on the highway!
Glitter on the front porch!
Glitter on the highway!

(The dancers in the club circled around Elden,
who tried to find a way out and couldn’t.)
Garith & Carmen:     The Love Shack is a little old place
where we can get together!
Love Shack, baby! Love Shack, baby!
Love Shack, that’s where it’s at!
Love Shack, that’s where it’s at.

(As Elden tried to escape, Garith continously brought
him back to the dance floor.)
Garith:     Huggin’ and a-kissin’,
Dancin’ and a-lovin’,
wearing next to nothin’
’cause it’s hot as an oven!
The whole shack shimmies when everybody’s
movin’ around and around
and around and around!

(Carmen joined Garith as Elden began to
rhythmically fist fight with them. Carmen
and Garith rhythmically dodge him.)
Carmen:     Everybody’s movin’, everybody’s
groovin’, baby!
Garith:     Folks linin’ up just to get down!
Carmen:     Everybody’s movin’, everybody’s
groovin’, baby!
Garith:     Funky little shack!
Funky little shack!

(Zartex magically drives a giant, baby blue
convertible into the dance floor. Carmen
grabbed some rope from the back seat
and tied Elden up. Garith forced Elden
into the car.)
Zartex:     Hop in my Chrysler, it’s as big as
a whale,
and it’s about to set sail!
I got me a car, it seats about twenty,
so, come on and bring your jukebox money!

(The people on the dance floor wave goodbye as
Zartex drove them through the desert. Garith
and Carmen dance as they sit with Elden.)
Garith & Carmen:     The Love Shack is a little
old place where we can get together!
Love shack, baby! A-Love Shack baby!
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack!
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack!
Love Shack, baby, that’s where it’s at!

(They brought Elden to a rustic shanty in the middle
of the desert mountain top. They set him inside
and party around him.)
Carmen:     Bang, bang, on the door baby!
Garith:     Knock a little louder, sugar!
Carmen: Bang, bang, on the door baby!
Garith:     I can’t hear you!
Carmen:      Bang, bang, on the door!
Garith:     Bang, bang, on the door, baby!
Carmen:      Bang, bang!
Garith:     You’re what?
Carmen:     Tin roof, rusted!

(Elden struggled to get out as the three said
goodbye to him. They left the shack and
drove away, heading for the highway.)
Garith & Carmen:     Love Shack, baby, Love Shack!
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack!
Love, baby, yeah, that’s where it’s at!
Love Shack, baby, Love Shack!
Love, yeah, baby, that’s where it’s at!
Love, baby, Love Shack!

Zartex:     Huggin’ and a-kissin’,
Dancin’ and a-lovin’,
at the Love Shack!
(When the music stopped, the car came to a stop.)


After the music faded, they were temporarily suspended in mid-air. They fell onto their bottoms on a cold highway with frigid air and stars beginning to appear in the sky. They gazed at Zartex incredulously, wanting an explanation. Zartex defended himself, “Hey, I had an emotional overload for your protection!” Garith and Carmen looked highly skeptical. “He was literally about to stab you!” They seemed surprised by that answer but decided to accept it. Zartex stood up and said indignantly, “Uh, you’re welcome!”

He gestured an offer to help them up, which they accepted. They got up and began to walk towards a sign that told them how far away Reno was located. Carmen wondered, “Are we sure it’s safe? I mean, where exactly did we send Elden?”

Zartex shrugged. “I think we actually did leave him tied up in some shack in the middle of the desert. He’ll be there for a while.” Garith and Carmen laughed as the three of them walked towards Reno.

 

Sabotage, Chapter 8

“Look what I found!” Garith held up a dusty red CD player. He trailed behind Zartex and Carmen, all of whom hiked alongside a railroad that ran through a high desert mountainside. The ground was a dark brown and didn’t feel as sandy as they expected. The plants that grew next to the formations didn’t offer a lush landscape but still bore enough foliage that made this route less bare. The mountain itself was smooth and dark brown and gave the added benefit of a nice shadow that cast over the three of them as they walked.

Carmen and Zartex turned to him, and Carmen laughed, “A discman! I haven’t seen those since high school! It reminds me of cheerleading; I used to have one when I practiced routines.”

“Speaking of cheerleading..” Garith, who opened up the CD player, showed Carmen the disc inside. “Gwen Steffani’s L.A.M.B. album!”

“Ooh yeah!” Carmen sang, “A few times I’ve been around that track…”

Garith sang, “…so it’s not just gonna happen like that…”

Carmen and Garith both sang, “…’Cause I ain’t no hollaback girl!” They both laughed.

Zartex chimed in, “I’m familiar with cheerleading but I have not heard of this hall-la-back girl.” He peeked at the CD in Garith’s hand. “Love Angel Music Baby?”

Garith offered, “It looks like the CD player still works. Do you wanna listen?”

“Careful about this,” Zartex warned him. “If I get really into a song, I go into a sensory overload, which will pull anyone around me into my vision. It’s kind of like a music video.”

“Yeah right.” Garith handed him the CD player, and Zartex immediately listened to it. Garith conversed with Carmen, “You were a cheerleader? I thought you did theatre.”

“I only did cheerleading for a year,” Carmen stated. “I took a theatre class freshman year ’cause I thought it would be an easy A. I didn’t think I would fall in love!”

“That makes sense.” Garith shivered a little. “How are you not cold?”

Before Carmen could answer, Zartex started hum and awkwardly dance to song playing. “Wow, I didn’t know aliens could dance!”

“If you call that dancing!” Garith remarked. “Or an alien.”

“Didn’t you see his badge picture?”

“I saw the picture, but…”

“Are you calling me crazy?”

“No, no, no!”

“Do you honestly think I’m so crazy or stressed that I actually bought an insane claim? I saw his face! He can do extraordinary things that we can’t fathom!”

“Excuse me for being skeptical for-”

As a train sped by, the world suddenly stopped and morphed into something entirely new. They found themselves on a high school football field with half of the train passengers on the stands. The mountain still remained on the side of the field opposite of the bleachers. The song “Wind It Up” plays:

High on the hills with the lonely goatherd,                            Zartex, dressed as a nun,

lay-od-lay-od-lay-he-hoo                                                          appeared at the top of the

he yelled back with the girl and goatherd                            mountain and sung this

lay-od-lay-od-low                                                                      stanza.

 

Wind it up!                                                               Carmen, who stood at the head of a

Wind it up!                                                               cheer squad, summoned their

Wind it up!                                                              attention. Garith drummed in a

Yodellay, yodellay, yodel-low!                              marching band that formed around

(Yeah!)                                                                      the field.

 

This is the key that makes us wind up.                           The cheer squad began their

When the beat comes on, the girls line up,                    routine that flows with the

and the boys all look, but no, they can’t touch,             song. The marching band and

but the girls want to know why boys like                     a mascot, a goat, also danced

us so much.                                                            around them. Zartex swayed on

They like the way we dance, they like the                  the mountain.

way we work.

They like the way that LAMB is going ‘cross

           my shirt.

They like the way my pants, it compliments

          my shape.

They like the way we react every time

         we hear the…

 

Every time the bass bangs, realize it                           Zartex sang these lyrics.

it calls your name.

Let the beat wind you up and don’t

          stop ’til your time is up!

(Get in line now!)

 

Wind it up!                                                          The crowd, the band, Zartex, and the

Wind it up!  (C’mon)                                          cheerleaders all sang the chorus.

Wind it up!

Yodelay, yodelay, yodel-low!

 

You’ve got to let the beat get under your skin.                  Zartex sang this part.

You’ve got to open up and let it all in.      

But see, once it gets in, the popping begins,

then you’ll find out why all the boys stare.

 

See, they’re trying bite our style,                                       Carmen and the cheerleaders

they try to study our approach.                                         sang this part.

They like the way we do it, so original.

I guess they are slow, so they should leave the room.

This beat is for the clubs, and the cars go-

 

Every time the bass bangs, realize it calls                          Zartex sang this part.

your name.

Let the beat wind you up and don’t stop

            ’til your time is up!

(Get in line now!)

 

Wind it up! (When you’re ready)                                     Everyone sang this part.

Wind it up!

Wind it up!

Wind it up!

Yodelay, yodelay, yodel-low!

 

This is your moment. (Uh huh)                                       Zartex sang as every cheerleader

Come on, girl, you know you own it.                             but Carmen did a floor routine.

(Uh huh) You know your key is still                              The cheerleaders sang the words

  tick-tocking,                                                           in parentheses.

(Hell yeah) but you know they’re watching.

 

Get it, girl, get it girl, get it girl!                                   The cheerleaders pose on the floor.

Get it girl, get it girl, get it girl!                                   Everyone but Carmen sang as she

To the floor, to the side, to the back,                         did a solo.

but don’t let him ride.

Keep going, girl, it’s your night!

Don’t let him steal your light!

 

I know he thinks you’re fine and stuff,                       Zartex sang this part as Carmen

but does he know how to wind you up?                     finished her solo.

(C’mon)

 

Wind it up!                                                                    The cheerleaders got up, and

Wind it up!                                                                    everyone went back to singing

Wind it up!                                                                    and dancing.

Wind it up!

Yodelay, yodelay, yodelay, hey!                                As the song ended, everyone on the

field posed together, and the crowd

cheered.

 

After the song was over, the world shifted back into its original shape. The train, while a little farther than where it was before the song, continued on its way. Zartex, Carmen, and Garith, who were also further than they were before, still stood in the poses they had at the end of the song and started to become more cognitively aware, as if they got pulled out of a trance. Zartex scaled down the mountain. Garith figured out he didn’t have any drums in front of him and stopped motioning his hands like he was still playing the instrument. Carmen realized she stood in a way where she was doing a half split and winced as she got back up.

Carmen figured out pretty quickly that his phenomenon must have been the sensory overload that Zartex warned her about. This discovery made her calm down a bit, but Garith was still freaking out. “What just happened? Why did the world flip like that? How? Why?…”

Zartex jumped back onto the desert floor. “The energy beamed from my emotions and manipulated the environment around me. For a moment, my surroundings absorbed my energy and became part of my vision. I don’t think humans fully understand how powerful one’s energy can be!”

“I get what you’re saying,” Carmen opinionated. “Vibes can be felt and measured. Like, when I would go to certain houses, once in a while, I would get a bad feeling. Or, if someone is in a good mood, it rubs off on you and you can feel it too. I guess our intuition can measure frequencies our body can’t!”

” How come no one on the train is freaking out?” Garith probed.

Zartex informed him, “They just have a lapse in memory, like a mini blackout. You two remember the experience because I told you about it beforehand.”

“Lucky me!” Garith said sarcastically.

“Now, don’t go publishing about an alien’s presence on your news site!” Carmen warned him.

“I know that!” Garith snapped. “I’m a reporter for the world news, not a gossip rag!” He paused for a moment and apologized, “Sorry! I didn’t mean to yell. I’m sure you understand why I’m freaking out. How did you react when you found out?”

“I was too stunned to move let alone comprehend it all,” Carmen related. “Once I did figure it out, I just kind of went with it. Everything happening around me was so crazy that I guess an alien was the least of my problems!”

Zartex exclaimed, “Boy, that was fun! We got a little farther ahead with very little effort on our parts! We should do this the whole way there!”

“Please don’t!” Garith requested.

Zartex tried to play the CD but it wouldn’t even turn on. Carmen told him, “The batteries probably died.”

“Good!” Garith requested.

Carmen grinned. “Party pooper!”

Garith reacted fervently, “You call this a party?”

 

 

Turning 30, Chapter 19

Ashlynn, Cera, Lavena, Will, Tadd, Feliz, and Davida went to a club. It was fairly crowded, and the dance floor was clear except for contestants in a dance competition. Lots of people were gathered on the sidelines to cheer people on, which is where Ashlynn and her friends hung out. Will complained, “The drinks are too shoddy to be this expensive, and it’s too crowded to dance!”

Lavena added, “We’re the oldest people here, and we sound like it too!”

Ashlynn chided them, “Guys, it was Tadd’s idea.”

They felt bad for complaining. Will apologized, “I’m sorry, Tadd, buddy. Are you finally showing some personality?”

“We went here on our first date,” Tadd said wistfully.

“Guess not,” Will responded, disappointed.

Cera observed, “Lots of cute guys here though, mmm!”

Feliz got into a sort of turpor looking at the dancers. Davida noticed this and grinned. “I saw that.”

“What?” Felize snapped out of his trance.

Davida did not seem upset but slightly amused. “You were checking out her ass!”

Feliz did not deny this. “Yes, well her costume is all wrong. It’s not at all flattering to her figure, and the color is horrible for her skin tone!”

Davida affectionately bopped his nose. “I’m so lucky to have a husband with a strong sense of fashion!” Will, Cera, Lavena, and Ashlynn exchanged uncomfortable looks.

For a moment, they all watched the dancers currently entering the contest. Tadd unexpectedly remarked, “These dancers suck! You guys should enter!” He pointed to Ashlynn, Feliz, and Lavena. They felt a jolt of surprise at the suggestion.

“Us?” Ashlynn reacted, “We’re not at all prepared. We don’t even have a routine.”

Lavena said, “Unless you mean that routine we did for dance class? The one that got us third place in the talent show?”

“That routine?” Feliz conversed. “Gosh, I hadn’t thought of that routine in years!”

“I did,” Lavena admitted. “Sometimes I do it for exercise.”

Ashlynn spoke, “I may still know most of it…”

Feliz told them, “I think about it sometimes, you know, fond memories.” They paused, and Feliz excitedly confessed, “I do it all the time!”

“Me too!” Ashlynn and Lavena said in unison.

“Let’s do it, girls!” Feliz directed.

“Yeah!” Ashlynn and Lavena agreed.

As they went down to the judge’s table to sign up, Will reminisced, “Oh yeah! I remember that dance now! It was corny but awesome! This is gonna be good!”

The judges had them go on next. When the previous group finished and got their applause, they left the dance floor and Feliz, Lavena, and Ashlynn went on and stood in a triangle, posing dramatically. The DJ announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our next contenders for the cash prize swees-Ken Doll and his Barbies!” The DJ played the song “It’s Gotta be You” by the Backstreet Boys. Their routine was very obviously a high school dance routine, but it fit so well with the music and was such an awesome throwback that the crowd went crazy.

Will, Cera, and Davida swayed to the music as they watched. Davida sighed happily, “Look at my husband go! Isn’t he manly?”

Will looked at her like she was insane. “No!”

At the end of the routine, they posed dramatically again. The crowd cheered wildly. Ashlynn glanced over to her friends, and she saw Tadd smiling. He was genuinely smiling! That made her heart flutter more than the awesome performance. For the first time since his ex left, he found a reason to smile! Ashlynn felt thrilled.

Later on, Patty and Jon sat in their living room anxiously. They wore pajamas under their robes, and they kept looking at the clock. They hear some noise outside, and they perked up. Clearly, someone had trouble with some keys. Jon opened the door, and Ashlynn stumbled in. Her purse fell down, but she managed to stay up. She had a trophy wrapped in her arm. “Oh, hello!” Ashlynn slurred. Jon helped her stand straight and handed her the purse.

Patty stood up with her arms folded. “Oh great, you’re drunk again!”

Ashlynn felt a little offended. “Hey! Most of the time I’m not drunk. Okay, so today I’m a little tipsy. But we got free drinks to celebrate!”

Jon lectured, “You’re not acting very responsible. How are you planning to do well on job interviews if you’re constantly hung over? I thought you missed earning money!”

Ashlynn refuted that, “I did earn money! We won the dance contest! Me, Feliz, and Lavena split a thousand bucks!”

Patty replied  sarcastically, “Oh, that’ll look great on a resume!”

Ashlynn rolled her eyes. She could not believe all the joy from earlier was getting taken away right now. Jon, who was somewhat vexed, said to her, “We were worried about you! Do you have any idea what time it is?”

Ashlynn looked at her wrist blankly. “I can’t read my watch.”

Patty scolded her, “You’re too old to be out all night drinking like this!”

Ashlynn countered that with, “Well, you complain when I drink here, so I went somewhere else.” Patty and Jon exchange a look. “What? Do you want me to stop drinking?”

Jon answered, “You’re an adult; we can’t force you to do anything…”

Ashlynn enspeeched, “Then stop trying! I went through something stressful, so can I be human and react a little? So, I have a couple drinks at night! So what? Considering everything, I could be reacting a lot worse. I could drink in the daytime. Or I could become completely depressed and not function in the real world! I am trying to start over, but it’s not easy. I didn’t come back here to get judged! What do you want from me? You want me to get married and have two point five kids, and a little house with a white picket fence in the next few months so I can maintain the image of what you think I should be like before I turn thirty? I’ll get my life together in my own time! You want me to act my age, but you keep treating me like a child! You keep asking me to change! When can I just be myself? Is that ever gonna be socially acceptable?”

Ashlynn stormed off to her room. Jon and Patty ran to the door. They felt bad for causing her to feel so upset. Patty apologized, “Look, Ashlynn, we’re sorry we hurt your feelings. We love you, and we want you to be happy. It just seems like you’re going down the wrong path-a path that won’t take you to your goals. But you’re right. You’re an adult, and you need to do things your own way. Even if you make mistakes, you need to go through the motions. Mistakes are how people learn, I always tell my students this.”

Through the door, Ashlynn yelled, “I’m not making any mistakes! I don’t know why this is important, but I’m going with my gut. This is what I need to do to get a happy life. You need trust me.”

Jon compromised, “We do, sweetheart. Just do us a favor…Can we see a tiny bit of effort to better your future? More job interviews, driving lessons, anything! Please!” He sounded a little scared.

“Fine!” Ashlynn shouted through the door once more. Patty and Jon looked at each other, worried, and they walked away. On the other side of the door, Ashlynn sat against the door, crying. She felt really overwhelmed. She knew they had a right to be worried. She never told them that when she does think about the future, she feels frightened and kind of hopeless. She never told them that she often cried herself to sleep each night. She had no idea where her path was leading her. She applied to at least one job each day, but nothing seemed to be working out. The handful of interviews she got were a joke. She almost felt like the entire town was under a spell to not give her a job. This position she was in was almost alien. She worked in her last job for over a decade. She even conducted some second round interviews on behalf of the company. To be on the hunt again was bad enough, but she was so used to being an independent woman, and now she completely depended on her parents. This was a hard experience, and she was scared where she would end up.

She questioned her actions recently. She spent a lot of time trying to help Tadd get out of his dismal mental state, but she wondered if she should spend more time working on herself. She couldn’t do it though. For whatever reason, her instincts gave her an intense feeling that helping Tadd would lead to something bigger. She couldn’t stop, she knew she had to see this through to the end. Overall, she did not consider herself going down the wrong path. She was doing all she could to get her life together, and she was taking things one day at a time. What more could she do? She looked up and out her window at the full moon. The future seemed so vast. All a person could do is their best, which she had been doing all along. She didn’t know where she was going, but even if she did end up failing completely, she wouldn’t go down without a fight. She didn’t know what to do but wait for an opportunity to come across her path. If she kept going, she was bound to think of something, right? She let out a sigh, got into her bed, and let herself decompress.