Chapter 2
"Turbo-tastic!" It wasn't Turbo who'd shouted that. He turned around to see the person he most didn't want to see. It was Pollybia, standing on top of his trophy again. She had used that creepy version of his own voice again. She laughed. "Face it Turbo, you're not the greatest racer ever!"
"Yes I am!"
She leaned in closer. "Then why am I better?" She laughed. "Because you're wrong."
Turbo tried to hit her again. He failed, and his hand went right through her. She laughed again. The ground began to disappear under him again, swirling away into darkness. The only place the ground stayed was where Pollybia was standing. "Come on Turbo! Let's play TurboTime!" She got off his trophy and flung it. It smacked him across the head.
It was about then that he woke up. And this was one of the few times he was glad it was always bright and sunny in Sugar Rush. He'd been dreaming. Of course he'd been dreaming, Polybius had been unplugged the day after he'd visited it. He'd just been having a dream.
At least, Turbo thought it was a dream. He'd had multiple nightmares of Polybius with slight differences in each one, and he honestly couldn't remember what had actually happened anymore.
Turbo got up and walked to the window. He jumped back in surprise. He'd slept in! He had to hurry and get down for the day! Turbo quickly dashed out of his room, jumped into his car, and drove down towards the race courses. Hopefully it would be a busy day, more racing.
And the time he didn't spend racing, he could always figure out what to do about the game's glitch. So much depended on making sure she never crossed the finish line, and he couldn't even find her.
Turbo reached the race track. He struck a pose as the arcade opened for the day. Kids began pouring in. One went straight over to Sugar Rush. Yep, today would be busy.