My Boat Trip
Randall: ZZZZZ.....Ehh...
I woke up. A slight pain in my neck and back. I was thankful that Sullivan didn't hold my throat in the way I couldn't breath. That unrolled carpet! Holding me in that way like I was a snake!.....So what, I am a reptile, but that shouldn't mean anything from holding me in a way I couldn't get free! I forgot those thoughts and opened my dazed eyes. But I quickly shut them. The ray of light from the sun hit my eyes.
Randall: Argh...
I turned my head so my face would be covered by the darkness. I opened my eyes, used in the darkness allot, they quickly adapted and I had them fully opened. My scales seemed cold from last night. Taking that in, I stepped out of the vent and turned my head from looking in the east where the sun had risen and where it was at that point. I stretched out my arms, legs, and tail, did a circular movement with my head so my neck would pop back into place. I stood there on top of the room, letting the sun warm my body from the cold I had gone through. I breathed in the air.
Randall: (Ahhh....)
I stayed there letting the sun warm my scales after the cold night of yesterday. I could hear noise coming from down below off the ledge of the building. Curious, I investigated the unknown sounds. I went over the ledge. I peered down to the street below.
Randall:!!!!
The streets were filled with the buzzing of car horns and the sound of humans yelling for "Taxis" and other such gossip. Cars filled the roads as humans took the sidewalks. It was interesting seeing so many interact in their "environment". But it was also dangerous for me to be here.
Randall: Pathetic humans!....Can't live in a city without bumping into another!
I figured what I should do next was not known. It was day and I couldn't get inside a house now.
(Growl)
Randall:!!!....
I realized I hadn't eaten or even had a drink of any fluid since at least two day's ago. Being a reptile, I needed water allot. But for my body, all I need was about 40-60 ounces a day.
Randall: Probably got that from that swamp water the other day....
But how to get what I needed was a whole other matter. I was most likely to be caught by sight, remembering my defense loss.
Randall:.....
I wasn't about to eat anything that a human would make. I thought I should look for something with any kind of water in it. That brought me to an entirely different question, where was I? I turned my eye to where the sun was. It seemed close. I knew very little of this worlds directory works, but I knew that the sun did rise from the east. So....I was some where in the east. The sun was close, but not burning desert kind of close. But it didn't affect me at all. I took this in, but then went to another problem about the water subject. I had to find it fast, or I could probably dehydrate very easily. I took back and used my eyes to try and spot anything.
Randall: Hmm....
I extended my body a little further to see the street in front of the building.
Randall:.....Ah!
Found what I was looking for. There was a fat human in front of a movable cart. Inside the cart was bottled water in ice. Other things in it were hats, sunglasses, and umbrellas?
Randall: Bingo....
I found what I was looking for.....but how can I get down there and snag at least one bottle? I continued to look down the wall of the building.
Randall:....Hmm
I could use my speed to get down there unnoticed. It was risky, but I could see that I could hide behind the carts sign when I would get down.
Randall:.....
I check myself to make sure I was in fine condition. I placed my top left hand on my head, feeling anything at all. Just a light scar, nothing more. I took a look at the place where that scientist had "stabbed" me. It was still there, the ectoplasm had dried up around it though.
Randall: Hmm....
I did a couple stretches with my body. Moving it in the way my I did everyday in the Monsters Inc. locker room. I stopped back to my original shape, no pain or gushing from the wound.
Randall: Ok....
I placed my top hands on the ledge, looking down.
Randall: This is crazy......
What I was doing was not the best choice, but I needed to survive. Not to be killed by dehydration. I attached all my tips of my fingers and feet.
Randall: (Sigh) Here goes nothing...
I went off. Running down the wall as fast as I could. My eyes could see that no one was noticing me. I could see the top of the cart and slid onto it.
(Slip!)
Fat man:!!!!
I stayed there. My back against the cloth ceiling of the cart.
Randall: (Please....just....don't.....)
Fat human: Hmm.....Just za wind....
He turned around to manage again.
Randall: (Phew...)
I listened for a second, wondering if anyone had seen me.
Randall:........
Nothing. Yes! I was safe. My fast body seemed to outrun anything. Anyhow, I was hidden because the sign of the cart shadowed my appearance and the back of the cart was fairly close to the wall of the building I was on top on.
Randall: (Now the easy part...)
I moved my body so my tail was to the wall. I slowly paced backwards. I slid my tail through the small open part between the hall and cart. It was down there now. I moved it onto the various parts of the cart's containments. I felt the bottle with the tip of my tail. I wrapped it around the bottle and lifted it from the ice.
Human: Hmm...?
Randall:!!!!
I pushed forward, brining my tail back up.
Human:????
Randall:.......
Human: That wind is getting annoying.....
Randall:....(Phew)
I slid my tail up beside my body and grabbed the bottle with my bottom hands and placed it in my top left hand.
Randall: (Well...one down)
I opened the cap, the sound of the streets easily covering its noise. I held it up to my mouth, being careful not to puncture it with my teeth, and let the cool water flow through my throat.
(Gulp)
Randall: Ah....
It felt good finally having something entering my stomach. I capped the lid and stayed on the cart. My body felt the cold of the water, but had no fear of freezing from it. I felt a little "strength" ,sorta speak, come to me.
Randall: (Success!...But what about food?..)
I could still survive a while without food, but I did need it. But how to...
(CRRRKKKK)
I could feel the cart move, as did I. He seemed to be taking me some where, but still stuck to the wall, so I was hidden. I figured why not let him take me wherever he was going? Might bring me to his home, where a kid was held! I decided to follow this human.......
*
Randall:.....( Anytime human......)
This guy had been dragging that stupid cart for hours! The sun was even going down. My eyes were almost closed signaling me to sleep, I almost had until...
Randall:....Z.....ZZZZ
(CRUCKL)
Randall:!!!!
My eyes burst open to see that this human had taken me to the outskirts of the city, to a small little home.
Randall: (Good...)
The dragger placed the cart down near one side of the house, sighed then slowly went into his house in a lumbering state.
Randall:.........Idiot!
I swiped down off the cart, replacing my used water bottle with another, then looked at my position. I was on the other side of that city now.....good. I was a little disappointed that this human had no kid, but I quickly got over it when I heard dinner calling me....
(BUGUG)
Randall:!!!!
I thought it was another dog, but assuring myself, I turned seeing this small bird like creature. Apparently this was a chicken. I pled myself not to each "Human" food, but that didn't count for natural food.
Randall: Ha...
I grabbed it by the neck with my top right arm, lifting it up.
Randall: Better than nothing....
*
Due to my own personal reasons, I will not tell you what happened then. You could just say it involved me, the chicken, and a sharp tooth. Anyhow, I walked out from behind a tree, making sure no one saw me, brushing one of my teeth with a small feather.
Randall:.....Tastes like a Figken...
Of course a Figken was a bird almost like that which we used to celebrate Scares Giving. Pass the subject of holidays, I looked once more at my position.
Randall: Not much luck with that city...
I walked around for a bit in the area, noticing anything that caught my eye.
Randall: Aha!
If I couldn't find an easy way here, I'll look for a quiet town! A fair distance away was a harbor, a boat starting to unloading its cargo.
Randall: Bingo!!!!
I got on all eight and went over, using the pre-darkened shadows to give me my excellent stealth....
*
Man: So ya placed this order now?
Man2: For achieving purposes, the King Crabs will cost....around $10,000
Man: What!?
Idiots. While they were jabbering on about some stupid piece of cargo, I was sneaking onto the ship using on of the huge looking pieces of rope that seemed to hold the ship down. When I got near the deck, I poked my head up to see what I could.
Randall: ( No guards!?....Lunch break...)
Hmph...Anyhow, the ships cargo area was in the front. The front had already had its door opened so the cargo would be let out. I slithered on deck, none seeing me, and peeked over the stern of the ship. A human was going back in and out of the cargo area, taking out boxes.
Randall: (Wait for it....)
I was glad it was almost night, it gave me significant cover. The human had just gone in....now he was coming out, his back turned.
Randall: (Now!)
I used my hands to quickly clime down the front of the ship, and entered the cargo area from the ceiling. When I got there, I stayed in a shadow that was on the ceiling, giving me cover and no risk of being seen.
Randall:.....
Voice: That's enough Ying....
(CRRKKK)
The door that lead outside was closing. I slithered down and placed my back against a box, a porthole to my left, and stared at the door. This was it, the first place I was leaving, the place where I got my first taste of banish life. The place in which that stupid Sullivan banished me! But...did I really want to leave this town? Did I want the risk of being in a new one? I took my bravery and conning influence in my mind to make up the decision.
Randall: I'll see you soon Sullivan....
The door's closed.
*
Hours seemed to pass in my dream. I dreamed once again of that fearful day. I could see myself looking in the past day. I could see my other self in Sullivan's hands, and Wazowski treating me like a ball. I ran toward that scene, hoping to stop myself from seeing it again. But my dream was interrupted...
(Bang!)
Randall: Eh...
My head slammed on the box I was resting against on. The stupid ship kept rocking back and forth! Anyhow, I was awake. I rubbed the area below my neck.
Randall: Stupid human designed ship!
The cargo area which I was in now, was just a long piece of the ship, hull was steel, and various crates and boxes where held together. I lifted my head to look out the porthole. I had noticed it was already night, the sea shining from the moon.
Randall: Have I slept that long?
(Growl)
My stomach acted up again. Strange, I thought that poultry would satisfy it...
Randall:...Hmmm.....A ship a...
I figured that since this was a ship, it would have supplies. I had learned that cargo ships like this one had fresh supplies, not cooked to a humans liking. I would finds some kind of carrying bag and place in some supplies for the next couple of days, or at least a day, depending on how hard it is getting a kid. I reassured my decision and got up, looking for a hatch or something.
Randall: Bingo!
Found one. The ships crew were probably asleep by now....well...most of them anyway. I climbed the ladder and listened for anything...Then I slightly opened the hatch as quietly as I could. My fronds were against the hatch so I moved them out of my eyes to see.
Randall:!!!!
I could see a human in the distance, he was looking into a small room which held the helm.
Human: (Some non-understandable language)
Randall: (What the?)
Of course I had no idea what they were saying. I, at that time had no idea what bizarre communication it was. Anyhow I could see him walk down some stairs further away. I listened for any other movement.
Randall: (Nothing...)
I slowly climbed out, holding the hatch with my tail making sure not to let the whole ship hear me. I closed the hatch with my bottom hands, using my incredible stretching body to move my body in that kind of position. I kept down on all eight and saw that the ship as well was darkened by night. Having my trademark ability...... "postponed" darkness was my next nearest friend. I stayed there for a second hearing anything....
Randall: Nothing....
I noticed that I seemed to be in the middle of the whole vessel. The part up front seemed to be the huge cargo and up ahead seemed to lead to the rest of the ship. I did a slow...jog if you will toward the left side of the "helm's room". I had noticed that on each side of the small room there were door shaped cut outs that lead into it, having no need for a door. I peeked inside the left door cut. What luck! The driver of the helm had his back turned from me, looking at a radar screen. Taking this in I quickly went to the bowel of the ship. I noticed a door that was in a lower elevation. Seeming like the only place to go, I went in.
*
Inside, hissing and bellowing sounds could be heard. There were pipes of green and bronze that outlined the walls.
Randall: An old lair charm....remind me of home...
I started forward. I while later, I came to a place that was opened out. to the left were two doors, up ahead was one, and another to the right. I looked through the first left one, noticing that all these doors had small little windows near the top.
Randall: Ehh..
Inside were bunk beds, humans resting in them. Being spotted here would place me down on the death list. I slowly went over to the right door.
Randall: (Just another hall.....)
I looked at the other left door.
Randall: ( Bada-bing!)
"Kitchen". I peered through the window. Metal objects were around, some cabinets, pan's and other utensils. I noticed no one around....I entered slowly. I saw a bag near the door as I closed it.
Randall: ( Time for some shopping ha ha ha)
I picked up the back and noticed something on it.
Randall: Japan Duffel Industry?
Its not till later I learned about this Japan, believe me...I grabbed a couple things here and there. Taking a few meet pieces from a small bag into my stomach. I clearly noted not to pick up anything that was grown. What can I say? I'm a carnivore? But....A mistake I was about to make caused me more trouble than it was worth. Before I left to get back down to the cargo area, I noticed a calendar near the table.
Randall:(What!?)
I noticed that this calendar said it was Christmas Eve! Dang! That Sullivan! Ruining a holiday for me! Randolph was probably as crushed as I was! I took to long taking out my rage, because I could hear footsteps.
Randall:!!!
I slithered under the metal table, as two humans came in.
Human1:(Japanese)
Human2: (Japanese)
I looked through a small crack in the table to notice one going on about something. I made sure that the bag under my top left arm didn't hit anything. On of the humans went out as the other one grabbed a knife, cutting some cabbage that I didn't touch. I had to get out! But I was stuck! But I couldn't stay here! I had to get back to that safe place for me. I took the risk and went out the opposite side of the human, the bag on my back. With the human still turned, I went over to the door and reached for its handle.
Randall: (Carefully!)
The knob slowly turned.
(Crrk!)
Randall: (Shoot!!!)
Human:..?....!!!!!!
He turned... seeing me!!! I quickly got up to turn the knob completely. But seeing how this human was more brave than scared, he stabbed my top left arm with the knife.
Randall: ARGH!
It hurt like getting it caught in the shredder!
Human: (Japanese!)
I clutched my hand with its mate one and burst out of the room as fast as I could. When I closed the door ravaging in pain, I could hear more foot steps, some even coming from where I came from. I was there for a second trying to stop the ectoplasm from gushing out. I took my chances with the door ahead of me. It was open, and I ran as fast as I could, catching a couple stairs along the way. Catching the time, I swung my supply bag so that it would roll down the steps, it did what I knew it would, it knocked down some of the humans that were chasing me. I continued upward. The stairs lead me to the ships top layer. Instead, I slowly peeked through the window. It lead to the stern of the ship. I ran out an went over to the hatch, no humans yet, and tried to open it.
Randall:!!!!!
It was locked!
Randall:!!!!
Voice: (Japanese!)
I was trapped! But....then again...as the voices got closer....I knew there was another way out.
Randall: (Gulp)
I backed up to the ships starboard side, the waving water below. I wasn't about to become a science experiment again! But I looked over again.
Randall: What am I thinking!? This is suicide!
I looked back up.
Randall: Ah!
I grinned at the site of an island not too far off. At least I would get a shot at making it to shore.
Voice: There it is!
I turned noticing them perk up from different places.
Randall: Now or never!
I jumped off the boat. I knew what I was doing....Knowing how December water was.
(Splash!)
Human: Where did it go!?
Human: (Japanese)
*