“Ouch, Jocren and John replied as their heads ricocheted off each other.

“Okay, now that you have that out of your system,” Fatheriam said, “Can we please get back to figuring all this out. I feel that our time is short and Narrators patience is even shorter.”

“Sure thing,” Ava grinned as she went to her seat. “it’s best to not to keep the almighty Narator waiting”

“Watch your tone, Ava,” Fatheriam warned. “Openly mocking Narrator has its consequences.”

“Why should I fear something or someone that may or may not exist. But still, you’re right, We need to get back to the topic at hand. What were we talking about.”

“Well, no thanks to you, we lost where we were.” John replied. “To top it all off, my head hurts.”

“Oh, quick your belly aching,” Fatheriam remarked, as he began flipping through the pages of the manuscript. “Ah yes, it seems that we’re now in a field that is in the middle of the labyrinth and you guys, having found out that there is no escape are forced to fight me. Now you guys need to find a way to successfully beat me.”

“Where are you in the manuscript,” Jocren asked. “I can’t seem to find this anywhere.”

“It is on page 179,” Fatheriam replied. “But seriously, flip to the last page in the manuscript. That will guarantee that you are caught up with the rest of us.”

“Okay, found it.” Jocren replied.

“I’m glad,” Fatheriam replied dryly. “Now moving on, what ae you guys thinking of doing.”