The wind blew through the open windows of Zacharie's office. He was polishing one of his masks, only one, because he still wanted to wear the other. It was raining outside, and the Meat Rivers gave off a horrible stench because of it. The 'closed' sign hung proudly on the front door, and the dim candlelight on the desk flickered as the wind blew past it. He stroked his finger down the left side of the toad mask's border and sighed blissfully.
"A great activity to do on a rainy day, don't you think? Ah ha ha."
He said to his mask, crossing his leg over his opposite knee. He leaned back in his reclining chair, pressing the mask up against his cheek. He spun around a few times, using his foot as a guide, and hummed the tune to a song he remembered from his childhood, notably, Over the Rainbow. Outside, the Batter stood, staring at the 'closed' sign on the door, hearing Zacharie clearly singing through the open windows. He slowly grabbed onto the doorknob and turned it, figuring out that it was ironically unlocked. He let himself in, placing his bat by the door.
"Zacharie, I know you're in here."
He shouted, hearing what sounded like a chair falling and a young man screaming in the office room. The Batter opened the door to see that Zacharie had fallen back in the chair, his legs sticking up like tree trunks.
"Hello, mi amigo."
Zacharie chuckled, still remaining to lie down on the floor. The Batter did nothing to assist him.
"I need a way of transportation."
"Well, I can help you there."
Zacharie replied reassuringly, trying to get himself up. He rolled off of the chair, making more of a clatter than him originally falling in the first place.
"Need help?"
The Batter offered, walking over to Zacharie and lending him a hand. Zacharie thankfully reached over to his hand and pulled himself up.
"Thanks, Batter."
The Batter nodded. Zacharie brushed himself off and grinned.
"What sort of transportation were you looking for?"
"I was specifically looking for a sort of train mechanism, yet it doesn't exactly run on a track-"
"Ahhh, I see what you're talking about. Yes yes, I can surely help you, my dear Batter."
Zacharie jumped in, taking The Batter by the hand and dragging him outside into the rain. He pointed East and ran in that direction, dragging the Batter behind him. He grabbed his bat before he got dragged along, so they had at least one way of protection: him.
