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Blaze: Hey, I wanna say something!

Me: Wait, how did you get here?

Blaze: I don't know.

Me: Is this normal?

Blaze: Yeah, I've seen it happen in some fanfics. It's a little odd, I'll grant you that.

Me: WHY WERE YOU CROSSING OVER?!

Blaze: Sorry! They never knew. Oh, and everything you say to me gets recorded in bold font at the start of your story, so don't say anything spoiler-y.

Me: WHY DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS? HOW OFTEN IS THIS GONNA HAPPEN?

Blaze: Sorry about him, he's crazy. Enjoy the story!

"Thanks, sis." It's all I can think of to say, I'm so embarrassed. She doesn't seem to notice and shrugs.

"You know; Stryker doesn't need to hear about this" says Sky helpfully. "Technically, I shouldn't even be here, so it's probably better like that. Anyone have any good stories?"
"Now's not the time" I said, cutting her off. She glared at me. "We need to check out this place. See what they were digging up, who they were, that kind of thing."

I assumed everyone agreed, because we immediately began looking around and searching for any evidence we could use against the illegal miners. Nate radioed in to HQ to report back, while Roland and I searched the excavation site Sky began inspecting the tools and various items left behind, in hopes of finding a clue as to who these people were. After a few minutes, Sky spoke up.

"Um…. Does anyone know what this is?" The object in question was a large machine close to the wall where the digging had begun. After closer inspection, I realized this machine resembled one of the revival machines built in to our Bone Buggies, but larger and with more lights and screens and no place to insert the fossil. There was a tray on one end, a three gleaming metal prongs on the other with a bunch of high-tech machinery in the middle.

"I don't know." I said honestly. This seems like something Professor Little dreamed about. I looked around, and another thing caught my eye. I went up to the crack in the wall and examined it closely. Sure enough, there was a triangular blue item jutting out from part of the crevice.

Roland walked up. "Perhaps this is what they were trying to excavate?" he wondered aloud.

About that moment, Leon finally drove up in his Bone Buggy, which was coated in mud. "Sorry guys, got stuck in a muddy patch on the way up. Guess you guys took care of the diggers" he said casually, glancing over to the excavators who were tied up and cuffed on the ground not far from where he parked. "Huh. Maybe you guys aren't complete idiots."

"Thanks." I mutter, still inspecting the blue object. It was maybe about a foot long, maybe two inches wide, and when I pulled on it, it turned out to be rather loose from the rock.

"Guys, this thing is almost excavated. Should we finish the job?" I asked the group. We eventually decided to vote. Nate, Leon and I voted to dig it up, and Roland voted to leave it there. Sky, not being a Warden, didn't vote. Everyone looked at me expectantly.

"What?" I asked, not wanting to be in the spotlight.

"You found, you should get to dig it up." Leon stated simply.

I turned back to my bone buggy, and drove up to the area in the rock and activated the digging sequence. A hammer and drill popped out from the sides of the bone buggy and my steering wheel was replaced by two joysticks for the two digging utensils. After about thirty seconds of digging, the object was no closer to coming out. Before my battery expired, though, I had perfectly excavated the… whatever it was. With it being fully visible, we could now tell it was roughly three feet long, one and a half foot wide, and four inches thick. The revival machine didn't identify it as a revivable fossil, however. So, we had to settle with storing it in the trunk of my Bone Buggy. Roland, with help from Nate and I, lifted the mystery machine into his trunk. By that time, Warden backup had arrived (Where had they been?) and the prisoners were being loaded into the prison truck. We drove back to Warden HQ to report to Stryker.