Chapter 53
"What do you mean she's gone?!" Aerrow demanded of the Carrier Pilot.
"I mean, I woke up and she wasn't there!" Stork replied hectically, like he had been for the past hour.
Piper had alerted them all when she saw Blinx run off the ship with Radarr.
When the Absolute Zero's had arrived, all hell broke loose, Digger having expected to be torpedoed, by hug, off the Condor by said missing girl.
"What was she even doing in your room, eh?" Digger asked again, not looking too pleased by the idea.
Stork growled. He knew he should've told Blinx's to go back to her room…but she just looked too peaceful.
"Well, she had Radarr with her" Piper provided "He's sure to look after her"
"More like she'd look after him" Digger suggested. When they sent him strange looks he just shook his head and waved them off.
Junko took this moment to conveniently look out the window…and his face fell.
"Uh, guys…I don't think Radarr's with her"
He pointed outside, to the statue about ten metres away from the ship…to where Radarr stood watching them. He sent them all a pleasant wave and presented to them their worst fears.
He face palmed when they finally disappeared. Humans could be so dense to the obvious sometimes.
The familiar sounds of engines reached his long ears.
Aerrow slowed down long enough for him to jump on, after he'd reopened the passage.
"She's on foot, but we don't know how long she'd been in there or what may have happened, so keep your eyes peeled" Aerrow ordered as they drove inside.
Radarr knew how long she'd been in there, but it wasn't like he could tell them.
(Forty-Five Minutes Before)
Blinx sat on what were some old stone steps, waiting for something to happen, nothing had for about five minutes now and she'd lost the spectre, which she assumed was the Oracle, a while ago. So far nothing bad had happened either, which was a big relief.
She sat, flicking stones with her powers, occasionally setting them alight and watching the flame bounce along the ground, teaching herself to extinguish it from a distance.
Sighing, she propped an elbow on a knee and rest her chin in her hand and then spied a toy sized reconstruction of the city that had gone un-noticed, not too far away from where she sat. It was a little damaged but could probably still give her some idea of where she was. But the tingling in the back of her brain was so intense that when she stood, she immediately toppled over unconscious.
