It's Just a Dumb Book.
Thirteen-year old Victor Halliwell's teeth began to chatter. "Why are we looking for a dumb book? Everything's digital!" His fingers were frozen sausages, and crystals started to form under his eyelids.
His companion, fourteen year old Rex Faust, carried a canvas bag, shovel, ax, and pick as he searched through the terrain. "You know, we can't win if we don't find this. This dumb book is worth 50,000 points!"
"We've been orbing for almost six hours around this mountain range. By the time we're done, I'm going to be able to speak Argentinean! Are you sure this is the right spot?"
"Based on the clues and my research, this is the spot, but who knows?" Rex and Victor walked the hazardous terrain of the South American mountainside. They figured they were around 10,000 feet above sea level, and they had to leave soon due to lack of oxygen.
Victor halted, "Do you feel that?"
"Feel what?"
"It's a vibration…almost humming…it's over there." Victor walked to the side of the mountain and placed his hand on the rock. He tapped the rock; it echoed. "Something is there. Let's get this stupid book and defrost before Dad has my head!"
"Wait! You need the sack. Brutus said that was the only way he would take the book and know it was real!"
"Fine." Victor orbed in the mountain.
A dark figure shimmered next to Rex. "Did he find it?"
Rex's face was blank as he confirmed, "Just as you said."
"Good. " The figure shimmered out.
