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Resi is walking across the jagged rock at the bottom of the caldera now,
dodging these scary vents in the ground. He did not pay attention in school
when they discussed this stuff. Again, it wasn’t important for his future,
and the teachers didn’t think so either, so they didn’t get mad when
students didn’t do great on science assignments. It is freezing cold,
though, except for those gases. They make him cough, and gave him a huge
headache. The center. He has to reach the absolute center. It’s poetic,
right? That makes the most sense. So he just keeps moving forward. He kind
of has to. Whenever he tries to stop, the rubber soles of his shoes begin to
melt. It doesn’t feel too hot here, except when he touches the ground with
his hand. God, it’s so weird. This place is weird.
Being this close, it certainly feels like the thing could explode at any
moment. The air is still, but there’s a vibration all around. To be fair, he
could be imagining it. If all these gases are toxic, it would explain the
headaches, and the little bit of giggling that he thinks he’s doing. He
can’t remember. He just keeps walking, heading for that big dream vision in
the sky. Maybe he should walk faster, lest he die before he gets there.
“Are you freaking kidding me?” a voice asks from behind him.
“The times gods?” Resi asks, looking up. “Is that you?”
“It’s Kartica, you idiot!” she scolds, catching up to him. She is hard to
hear with that banana over her face. Banana? Bandana. It’s either really
smart, or totally useless.
“What’s the big deal? What are you doing here?”
“What are you doing here?” she fires back at him. “You’re going to
get yourself killed. You don’t have any protection whatsoever.”
“Yeah, I do. I have a coat on.” He tries to show her. “Oh. Well, it was on a
minute ago.” Oh, that’s right. It was too green, so he took it off. “And
anyway, I’m still on the hunt for that vision. This is the one place we’ve
not yet tried.”
“How did you expect to get back if it kills you first?” Kartica presses.
“I was going to call you guys and tell you what I saw. I had it all planned
out. I was going to detail my vision to you, and then at the very last
second, with my dying breath, I would start my final sentence, and then not
be able to finish it.”
“You planned on failing?”
“It was gonna bring you three together, and together, you would figure out
what the last few words were gonna be, and save the day at the very last
second.”
“Quite a few very last seconds you have there, Res. And, um, tell me. How
were you going to call us without a phone?” She holds up Caprice’s satellite
phone.
He pads his chest and hips. “Oh. Whoops.”
“Whoops?” she echoes. “Just the fate of our island on the line, and
whoops? Resi, you’re already sick on top of the toxic fumes this
place has to offer. And that’s on top of you just not being that bright of a
person in the first place. You are the worst person to do this job, you’re
just all we got. So please, lean on your friends.”
“Are you my friend?” Resi asks. “Because I seem to recall you infiltrating
my House, trying to make us look bad, and then trying to frame me for your
murder.”
“That was the old me,” she insists.
“Wait, shut up!”
“What?”
“Shut up, shut up!” he urges. “I’m getting a vision.” He falls to the
ground.
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