Just finished reading Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy trilogy in one sitting.....be warned, for I am easily influenced.....O_O

Chapter Eighteen

Jordan stomped around his room, fuming. He was not happy about not knowing where Jenny was; he was not happy about being deceived; and he was especially not happy about the stinking orc-corpse in his bathtub. Overall, Jordan was a very unhappy guy. A sharp knock on his door broke his line of thinking.

"News, sir!" barked the orc.

"Have you found the girl?"

"There is an army headed our direction. We cannot find any trace of the prisoner."

"An army! What race?"

"Not sure, sir. They appear to be orcish, but they are larger, and they are traveling by day."

"Send three scouts to meet them. Find out what they want."

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Ray and Jenny struggled through the brush, trying to follow the faint trail Jenny had left the previous day.



"What will we do when we get there?" Jenny asked nervously. "I'd really rather not spend another night in a prison cell."



"We will reason with him," Ray replied tiredly.



"REASON with him?! But I've TRIED that already!"



"We'll have to try again. Maybe he'll listen if he has to face BOTH of us."



"Maybe...."



"Hush! What's that?!"



They stopped and listened. In the distance, something was cashing through the forest; many somethings, it sounded like. The two travelers looked at each other in alarm, and began running. The army of Uruk-Hai soon overtook them.

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Hours later, the gaurd came back to Jordan's room, this time bringing a very large, orc-like guest with him. The thing grinned at him maliciously, and pulled a tattered piece of paper from somewhere in its armor.

"Ransom note for you, sir," it growled, still grinning.

Jordan snatched it and began reading.

*~*We have two of your company. Surrender your camp if you do not wish them to die a very painful death.*~*

Jordan paled. "Two?"

"A little girl and an old man," the Uruk-Hai said, licking its lips gleefully.

Jordan sat heavily in his chair, realizing for the first time the weight of what he had gotten himself into. "Oh, God....what have I done....."