Nya

The tractor looked like it belonged in a junkyard more than anything else, and after everybody was thrown off three times, Nya wished it was in a junkyard.

Even Zane, who was driving, and very carefully too, fell off.

"So why couldn't we drive something else?" Cole asked, falling off as he spoke.

Zane stopped the tractor and allowed for Cole to get back on. "The tractor can move across any terrain without breaking down, slipping or getting stuck. It can carry up to 1000 tons and it has a function that allows it to fly."

When the tractor started up again, Pixal fell down and pulled Nya down with her.

Again, Zane stopped for them to get back on. "Please don't make it fly," Nya begged. Pixal nodded next to her.

"We still have some problems, though," Zane admitted. He fell off and jumped back on as fast as possible. "I don't think it likes being ridden."

Cole grabbed Pixal and both of them fell down again.

That was pretty much their entire drive.

Until the moth appeared.

It was a pretty one, with huge purple wings and red spots that looked like eyes.

As delicate as a butterfly, it fluttered over to Zane and sat on his face.

"Excuse me, could you please remove yourself from my face?" Zane asked.

Then the moth vanished into thin air right where it sat.

Jay

Jay didn't like the building the fake Nindroid dragged him in, but he didn't really have a choice.

There was a weird scent in the air that he didn't like, people were staring at him, which he also didn't like, and the fake Nindroid was trying to get some shoes from a man who was too busy gambling to pay any attention to him.

I wonder what he needs shoes for. He already has a pair of very nice shoes. Maybe he's going to try and squish this moth?

The moth in question was large and purple, just like the other one that sat on his face and made him black out. It was walking around on top of Jay's table and the red eyes on its wings seemed to be staring at him.

When he gave it a questioning poke, it fluttered out of the door as if it was somehow offended at being touched.

What a weird guy, that one.

Jay could remember another person who was a weird guy. Someone in a pink apron and white Gi with a bird. And then he got mad when his Gi turned pink… and something about a robot… and a tree… and pixies…

He shook his head to try and get those weird thoughts out of his head. Maybe it was a dream he had a while ago and forgot about.

That was it. Just a weird, nonsensical dream he had.

"Come on, man, my buddy's been walking around in his slippers all day," the fake Nindroid told the gambling person. "I'll give you my wallet."

The gambling person just glared at the fake Nindroid and went back to his cards.

Jay (Flashback)

The Overlord was right.

There were some very interesting side-effects when the machine was used on someone who wasn't possessed.

The first one was that the machine exploded rather violently when it couldn't find any foreign entity inside Jay's body after an eternity of torture and screaming. After the explosion, he had a monster headache that wouldn't go away and everything was spinning endlessly. The Overlord mocked him, telling him that the machine didn't work, so Jay threw up on his shoes and passed out in his room after locking the door behind him.

When he woke up, he wondered why the others didn't come to help while he was strapped to that machine.

Jay screamed while he was being tortured.

The evidence? His throat was raw from the screaming. His mouth was dry. And when he looked in the mirror he screamed again.

The stranger in front of him looked like a zombie.

A zombie wearing his torn clothes and staring back at him with tired, dull blue eyes, puffy from crying and almost hollow, as if there was nobody to look out of them.

His friends heard him scream, but they didn't do anything.

Jay ran his fingers through his hair and when he looked down at his hands, he found them stained with fresh blood.

I hate them. Why didn't they come?! Nobody's that deaf!

The mirror shattered into a million pieces the moment it made contact with his fist.

Then he fell down on the hardwood floor of his room, either crying or laughing or screaming.

He wasn't sure which.

Oh wow, I'm throwing a tantrum on shards of broken glass, how funny.

The strange noises that came out of his throat turned into frantic giggles as blood came out of his mouth and ran into his hands as he tried to silence himself. He could just imagine the others' faces if they saw him like that, it would be hilarious.

I'm like a blood fountain, ha ha ha! Crap, I need painkillers...

Well, here's Jay poking a moth, and also, Zane's tractor. Why the heck does he like it so much if people fall off it all the time?!

I'm willing to bet that Jay's room looked like someone was murdered in it by the time he might or might not have run away. This flashback takes place when Jay starts that project he locks himself in his room for days.