Chapter 5

For the next few days everyone sat and watched as Quor recovered from her injuries. Press did the best he could to show Osa a good time. They went into the hallways and played soccer and football.
Press taught Osa how to play and she caught on quickly. Soon he was able to play as hard as he could and still have competition. Press wanted to hang around Brent too, but he kept checking on Quor or walking out to get food. Quor was also healing much better than Brent figured as well. After a couple days she was able to walk around and talk, and tell jokes. She had bandages around her head and ribs. She had to walk around in the robes from Zaddaa because they didn't have time to change in the flume.

"Where do those clothes come from?" Press asked one night

"There are people called acolytes who help the travelers. They put clothes at the flumes when travelers from different territories come to the one the acolytes are at."

"How do they know?"

"I'm not sure but every traveler has one."

"You mean I have one?"

"No, you have to choose, when the time allows it. Now that Quor's all fixed up, we need to go. I'll be right back; I'm gonna go get some clothes for us so we blend in." Brent said. He grabbed the keys to the car and left out of the door. Press walked over to the window and looked out towards the city. He could see the World Trade Center Towers. The towers always inspired him. He wondered how far in the future Third Earth was.

"It's 1979 now. Is Third Earth in 2000? 1989? Maybe it's so far in the future, there is no number for it. I think too much" he chuckled in amusement at his own thoughts.

Osa walked over and put her hand on Press' shoulder. He reached and touched her hand. He felt happy with her around.

"As ugly as one building looks, the whole area is beautiful at night."

"Yeah, I love New York. It's the best place in the world. See those two tall towers that look identical?" He said pointing towards the towers," Those are called the Twin Towers. They've inspired me since I was little. They somehow give me hope. They tell me that nothing is impossible. It must of taking so long to make them so tall."

"You're worried about Saint Dane, aren't you?"

"Oh yeah, I'm scared as hell."

"You need to get some sleep."

"No we're leaving soon, I can't go to sleep anyways. I'm nowhere near tired."

Press could hear the door lock being fumbled with as Brent tried to enter. But it wasn't Brent who entered. It was just a head that popped in but it again looked like-

"Dad?" Press asked The head quickly disappeared. Press grabbed his coat and went after the figure. He ran into the hallway and looked for him. He saw him disappear behind the corner. He ran after him into the stairwell. He looked down the stairwell and saw the guy running down the stairs. The guy's coat tails were flapping as he ran. Press ran down the stairs after him. When he arrived at the lobby he saw the guy running out onto the street. He chased him until the heavy traffic separated them. Press looked over the cars to see the guy running down a subway kiosk. It was a direct route to the Bronx. Press hopped over a taxi and sprinted across the street. When he arrived at the station, he saw that the train was already there. He also saw the figure disappear into the train with his coat tails flapping behind him. Press sprinted to make sure the train didn't leave him behind. He jumped through the doors just in time. He saw the figure go into the next car behind them. He kept going back to the end of the train. Press followed until they were both in the last car. The figure stopped. Press saw that he was wearing a hat that covered his eyes and shadowed his face. The figure turned and faced Press. He smiled

"This is my stop, Pressie boy." He said. He then opened the emergency door and jumped out while the train was still moving. The few people on the train gasped and Press ran to the door. He saw the guy standing in the middle of the tracks. The guy ran over to the wall and pushed. Light came flooding out as the guy went into the flume. Saint Dane's partner has just found Press and the others.