Chapter Five - Which Way?
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The guys had found there way through most of the stone maze after about four hours of walking, arguing, walking, fighting, walking, stopping for a quick lentil casserole and (you guessed it) walking. By now, they were all very tired and irritable except for Vivian who had found a weird looking monkey creature from under one of the paving slabs and was currently dangling it by its waistcoat.
The little creature wriggled around maniacally, spouting some very colourful language in its high pitched, angry voice. Neil didn't understand much of it but he was sure he heard it say "Your mother is a fraggin' aardvark!"
"How dare you! My mother was a saint!" shouted Vivian. "Well... I mean she's not in prison any more."
"Hey, how is Mrs Vivian these days?" asked Neil.
"I dunno. I think Mike could give you a more reliable update." said Vivian bitterly.
"Hey! She came on to me!" Mike protested loudly and was about to back his case up further when the group came to a dead end.
"Oh Heavy!" moaned Neil. "This place is like really horrible!"
"Better use that battering ram of a head you got there, Viv." said Mike.
"Righty ho."
Vivian moved back so he could get a good run up but screeched to a halt when four strange looking creatures appeared out of nowhere in front of two large, ornate doors.
He failed however and sent the strange bunch flying in all directions.
"Ooops!" said Vivian with a lot less sympathy than he should have done.
"Who are you? This was a dead end a minute ago." said Neil.
"No that's the dead end behind you." said one of the creatures and tried to get the dents out of his helmet.
"The only way out of here is to try one of these doors." said another, nursing a large cut above his eye. "One of them leads to the castle at the centre of the Labyrinth and the other one leads to...." he paused for effect. "Certain Death!"
"N'ya! They're both good!" said Vivian.
"Which one is which?" asked Mike.
"Er....well we could have told you if that red headed freak over there hadn't crashed into us and gotten us all mixed up." said the third creature.
"I recommend you just pick a door and get it over with." said the fourth. "I mean castle, certain death, same thing really."
"OK. I choose....that one." said Mike coolly "You guys with me?"
"Sure." said the others. It was usually best to trust Mike in these situations. They passed the threshold of the door on the right but hadn't walked three steps until a large trap door opened and swallowed them up...
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The guys had found there way through most of the stone maze after about four hours of walking, arguing, walking, fighting, walking, stopping for a quick lentil casserole and (you guessed it) walking. By now, they were all very tired and irritable except for Vivian who had found a weird looking monkey creature from under one of the paving slabs and was currently dangling it by its waistcoat.
The little creature wriggled around maniacally, spouting some very colourful language in its high pitched, angry voice. Neil didn't understand much of it but he was sure he heard it say "Your mother is a fraggin' aardvark!"
"How dare you! My mother was a saint!" shouted Vivian. "Well... I mean she's not in prison any more."
"Hey, how is Mrs Vivian these days?" asked Neil.
"I dunno. I think Mike could give you a more reliable update." said Vivian bitterly.
"Hey! She came on to me!" Mike protested loudly and was about to back his case up further when the group came to a dead end.
"Oh Heavy!" moaned Neil. "This place is like really horrible!"
"Better use that battering ram of a head you got there, Viv." said Mike.
"Righty ho."
Vivian moved back so he could get a good run up but screeched to a halt when four strange looking creatures appeared out of nowhere in front of two large, ornate doors.
He failed however and sent the strange bunch flying in all directions.
"Ooops!" said Vivian with a lot less sympathy than he should have done.
"Who are you? This was a dead end a minute ago." said Neil.
"No that's the dead end behind you." said one of the creatures and tried to get the dents out of his helmet.
"The only way out of here is to try one of these doors." said another, nursing a large cut above his eye. "One of them leads to the castle at the centre of the Labyrinth and the other one leads to...." he paused for effect. "Certain Death!"
"N'ya! They're both good!" said Vivian.
"Which one is which?" asked Mike.
"Er....well we could have told you if that red headed freak over there hadn't crashed into us and gotten us all mixed up." said the third creature.
"I recommend you just pick a door and get it over with." said the fourth. "I mean castle, certain death, same thing really."
"OK. I choose....that one." said Mike coolly "You guys with me?"
"Sure." said the others. It was usually best to trust Mike in these situations. They passed the threshold of the door on the right but hadn't walked three steps until a large trap door opened and swallowed them up...