Hello again, everyone.

Oh, well. Anyway, I don't own GS. I guess you all figured that out by now, but…

Well, here goes. : P

Jenna scrutinized the letter. Multiple times. Some of the things really didn't make any sense to her.

Of course, the entire letter didn't really make sense to her, since she didn't think time travel was possible. If-

Her thoughts were interrupted by the voice of Piers, over the transporter disk.

"Hello? Anyone there?" He practically screamed over the vibrating sheetrock.

She snatched up the speaker and heard the babble of conversation. Or, rather, people yelling at Piers.

"What are you doing? It's 8 AM!"

"Jeez, Sheba, what was that? I could have sworn…"

"Hey! Some of us are trying to sleep here!"

"And some aren't, apparently. Garet, what is going on?"

"I dunno, I was jus' tryin' to sleep…"

She added her own voice to the hubbub. "Piers, what is it?"

His voice came through, calm as usual. "I believe that I have found something."

"Hey, has anyone heard Alex or Mia?"

"Er…no, why do you ask?"

"Aren't they supposed to be here? Not even Mia could sleep through that."

"Excuse me!"

That was Piers. Everyone slowly shut up.

Very slowly, in fact. It took more than a Lemurian shouting to get everyone from their crew to shut up.

"People-" Piers began.

Something crashed on the other end, and Isaac yawned beside her.

"What the…" (yawn) "…heck was…" (yawn) "that?"

She growled. "Nothing. Go back to sleep, you lump of lard."

"If I'm a lump of lard, then you must be a flying pig."

"At least lard doesn't fly."

"At least lard doesn't wallow in mud."

She sighed. "All right, all right, all right, all right, all right. You win."

The sound of Piers roaring with laughter sounded over the now close-to-shattering sheetrock.

"Piers has undergone a severe allocated seizure." A female voice intoned. "Please continue to hold."

This set off another babble of protest from the crew, until Piers yelled something surprisingly close to "untie my hands, you vile woman!"

This set another bout of laughter from the gathered people, and it took even more time to get them quieted.

Anyway, by that time, everyone was ready to listen to what Piers had to say. I think.

Well, technically I don't exist, so…just drop it.

And forget I ever said anything, okay?

Jeez, how do you erase ink?

Anyway, Piers gave a very, very long speech. Here's the long and short of it.

Well, actually, it's just the long, but…never mind.

"Over the past fourteen point six zero seven five eight days, I have gathered information on the four temples. Their locations have become clear to me, but that is not the main point.

"Their doors were sealed about six years ago. There's no way to break the seal, unless you went, found Samara, (the greatest swordmaster in the world, apparently) killed him, took his blood, brewed it in a pot of gold with essence of rainbow. And that will take about sixteen thousand years, so…yeah.

"Anyway, the only way, as far as I can see, to get inside, is to, well, go back in time, before the temple was sealed. There fore, I now conclude…"

Garet's snoring rattled the loudspeaker.

Piers growled. "I'd appreciate it if you listened, Garet."

"Huh…wha? Oh…Piers, nobody cares anyway, so…"

Soon the two men were locked in a battle of words. Many of the aforementioned words profanity, come to think of it.

Isaac stuck the transceiver underneath the pillow.

Jenna yawned. "Hey, where are Mia and Alex, anyway?"

"No clue. They're probably building a lighthouse to the sky or something."

Mia and Alex, as you probably figured out already, were not building a lighthouse to the sky. Rather, they were trying to figure out where they were.

However, at that precise moment, they had, uh, more pressing problems on their mind. Minds.

Namely, the identity of the three-headed twelve-ton monster dog with foot-long, razor-sharp fangs.

Hehehehe…

No, in case you were wondering, I am not very good at stopping a chapter. However, it's like 1 AM now, so I think I'll get this published and get back to sleep.

Oh, and I will, (if not already have,) change my pen name to Albino Black Dove.

Best regards,

Me.