Jim was awoken abruptly. Someone was shaking him and calling his
name. "Jim! Jim, come on, get up!"
"Wha.. what?" Jim muttered sleepily. His eyes were barely in
focus.
"Jim! It's me, Jessica. Wake up Jim!" the voice said.
Slowly, Jim's eyes came into focus and before him knelt Jessica
G. Merry. He blinked at her, and rubbed his eyes to make sure. He couldn't
believe it. What was she doing here?
"What's going on? Why are you here? How'd you get in?" Jim asked,
drowsily.
"I didn't think you'd actually go through with it Jim. When I
found out you left, I came to find you and make sure you didn't ram your
head in a wall, and here I find you in prison."
"But that doesn't explain how you got in."
"It was easy. All the doors were opened, and I found a couple
of those key card things laying around. The building has been practically
deserted except for a few secured areas."
"And the others?"
"They're out waiting for you."
Jim nodded and slowly stood up. He began walking along, before
he took two more steps, he slammed right into a wall. "I thought you were
trying to prevent this from happening to me," he said dryly.
Jessica giggled and apologized. She took Jim's hand and lead
him out of the cell. Florence was patting Sarah on the head, both smiling
cheerfully. Harry wasn't there.
"Where's Harry?" Jim inquired, looking around for Harry.
"He's checking out the area right now, trying to find out just
what happened. He might take a while longer, he said he'd check out a couple
other floors too," Florence explained.
Jim nodded and then looked at one of the rubber chocobos that
hung at her belt. "What happened to your rubber chocobo? It looks like
someone tried to cook it and then bit the head off."
"Nothing! Nothing at all. I don't want to talk about it," Florence
said immediately, dropping the subject.
"Y'know, you guys are really crazy. What did you expect to do?
Get yourselves killed? Killing President Gengai is way over your heads,
you know," Jessica scolded.
"Okay, so maybe Harry's story was a little crazy, but I believe
him!" Jim exclaimed.
Jessica sighed and began pacing. How could someone be so stupid?
Then again, this was Jim McFeatherburry. Now, she was stuck tagging along
with these people. How could she have gotten herself stuck in this horrible
mess.
After about ten more minutes, Harry returned, frowning. "I don't
know what happened," he began. "The place seems practically cleared out.
Well, all the floors that are locked off normally, anyway. The place was
trashed and there are bodies everywhere. And you know that Jimbles thing?"
Sarah cringed. "It isn't there anymore. I don't know what happened."
"Could Jimbles have done all that?" Florence asked.
"I don't know. It was just a fish. Could it really have done
anything?" Harry replied.
"What are you guys talking about? Jimbles? What's that?" Jessica
asked, curiously.
"We'll explain later," Jim said. "Right now, I think we should
find the cause of all this sudden destruction." With that, the group set
off. They were on the 66th floor, used for prisoners they didn't want anyone
else know about.
They got into the first elevator they found and Jim started jumping
up and down. "Can I press the button? Can I? Can I press it please? Pretty
please?" he begged.
Harry sighed, "Fine, you can press the button. We're going to
the 69th floor."
"Yay!" Jim shouted and pressed the button.
"Um.... Jim... I said 69th not 47th..." Harry said with an annoyed
sigh.
"Oh, sorry about that," Jim apologized and then pressed another
button.
After another fifteen minutes of going from the 47th floor, to
the 3rd, to 64th, to 29th, to 35th, they finally made it to the 69th floor
and stepped off the elevator. The site the group saw was horrific, disgusting
and vile.
"Dear Lord!" Jessica shrieked. "It's whipped cream!"
Whipped cream was everywhere, and scattered around with it were
the heads of deep fried turkeys. They didn't know why they were there,
they just were. There was a long, thick trail of whipped cream that could
clearly be seen. It lead up the stairs to Gengai's main office on the legendary
70th floor. Slowly, they began walking through the white fluff, up the
stairs.
That's where they found President Gengai, impaled with a long
sword. "Oh my... H-he's.. dead..." Florence gasped, staring in amazement.
"Who could've done this?" Jim asked in shock.
"Olaf did," Jessica stated.
"Olaf? How did you come to the conclusion that some guy named
Olaf did it?" Jim questioned.
"Well, just look over there." Jessica pointed to the wall where
'OLAF' was written on the wall in whipped cream.
"Well, it looks like our job has been done for us!" Harry exclaimed
happily as he went to examine the body.
"Hey! Harry, what are you doing?" Jessica asked, as Harry started
pulling the sword from the lifeless corpse.
"I'm taking the sword, what does it look like?"
"Are you mad? Just leave it!"
"Oh come on, you have to be some sort of complete idiot to just
leave a free sword lying around." Harry pulled the sword free and looked
it over. It was long, slender and stained in the President's blood.
Florence turned away from the dead President and walked towards
a window. "Hey, what's that out there?" She saw a helicopter land above
them and soon a figure was coming down, wearing a purple and bright green
trenchcoat.
"Damn! I forgot about him!" Harry shouted as the figure entered.
"Who are you?" Florence asked the man, her voice was trembling.
His face appeared out of the shadow, it was handsome, perfectly
set and a stray lock of orange-gold hair hanging in his eyes. He had deep,
pale, blue eyes that shimmered and seemed to melt away at the heart. He
was the super-hunk of Gengai.
"I am Rufus Gengai, the new President," he said in a deep voice.
Suddenly, he began coughing. Instantly, his voice seemed to change to a
somewhat squeaky, screeching sound. "Oh, my asthma!" he exclaimed. He suddenly
whipped an inhaler out of his pocket and began taking deep breaths. "Goodness
no, my contacts fell out. Where are they?" He began looking on the ground
when a sudden crunch was heard. "Oh dear... I guess I'll need my glasses."
He reached into another pocket and pulled out a pair of thick glasses with
square black frames and put them on. They were taped around the nose piece
where that had been broken before. "I ate way too much for supper. Oh,
I think I got some caught in my teeth... Oh no! It's in my braces! This
will take forever to get out!"
The group stared at Rufus in complete shock. Florence whispered
to Jessica, "This guy seems like such a doofus."
"I know," Jessica replied. "Let's all just sneak out of here
while he's preoccupied."
The group quietly tip-toed away and quickly went down the elevator
to the first floor. They ran to the entrance and Harry peeked outside.
"Damn!" he shouted. "There are a ton of soldiers out there. How do we get
passed?"
Jim looked around and saw something. "I have an idea. You all
pile into that tiny little go-kart over there and smash through that window
onto the back road. I have some other plans!"
The others did as Jim asked as were soon speeding down the road.
"Where's Jim?" Florence shouted over the squeal of the engine. "I hope
he's all right."
"He'll be fine, unless of course he's doing something stupid.
Knowing Jim, he probably is, but I'm sure it'll all turn out well," Jessica
replied.
The group looked quite comical, all stuffed into such a small
go-cart. Somehow, it didn't fall apart and kept up a pretty good speed.
"Hey, something's coming up behind us!" Harry exclaimed. "It's
Jim!"
Jim huffed and puffed. Sweat poured off his brow. "Stupid tricycle!
Why must you be so slow!" he shouted as he pedaled the three wheeler onward.
"Wow, we actually made it. We're finally out of Wigfarm after
so long. Isn't it amazing?" Florence asked as she gazed out upon the setting
sun.
"First," Jim gasped, "we've only been here a day and a half.
Second, I'm horribly tired." Jim collapsed, soaked in his own sweat.
"Perhaps he shouldn't have have taken the tricycle. Oh well,"
Jessica shrugged. "Let's drag him back home."
"Home?" Harry asked. "We can't just go home. There's a new, unknown
evil that may not actually be evil, but probably is out there. We have
to find Olaf."
Jessica half groaned, half sighed. Sarah was looking down at
Jim. She sighed as well and plopped down beside him.
"What about the Clerks? And 'Doofus' Gengai?" Florence asked.
"Oh, we'll meet up with them again during our search for Olaf.
Yes, I think we'll meet many times throughout the course of this journey.
The planet tells me so," Harry said, staring off into space.
"Um, did you have anything to drink while we were in Wigfarm,
Harry?"
