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[Captain's log : Entry four-six-lemon]
The lemonade-worshiping fellows sure were nice, even though I've dismantled their poor excuse for a Sunday gathering with excellent criticism and got myself booted from their Metro-station activity camp!
Letting me drink their delicious pit and all was a most excellent reward that'll keep my step spry for days.
Having gotten away from the pit with my spryness razed, my brain stopped percolating sideways.
I was certain that there was a reason for this, but I couldn't remember it for the life of me. Thus, I had decided that it probably wasn't that important to begin with. Important reasons are listed on my Infinite Ever-schedule!
The cave beyond the pit was a place of many wonders.
Good thing I've brought a lighter with me, for I could have easily missed them.
In the glittering tunnels I've made acquaintances with friendly moths and even chanced across a birthday party for a fellow named "Steve".
Steve's party was so wild it must have lasted for decades.
Most rapscallion-ly!
Leaving the party with some cake,
...I found some cute puppies to play with.
After dispensing the necessary pets, I took a wobbly staircase upwards and sideways.
The wonky stairs led me to a cathedral-cavern.
The cave had a spherical shape which extended at least for 124 steps in all directions. The ground of the cave was mostly uneven bumps, while the ceiling was covered in spiky stalactites and had an enormous frozen, bright, blue, convex circle in the top, which must have once been the bottom of a lake that was now frozen solid. Blue, uneven light bathed the cavern from above.
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This cave had a feeling of a mighty fine place for an ambush!
I checked the destination logs and noted that someone was hunting Wizards like myself for sport.
I was up for a jolly good engagement, so I patiently waited for their arrival, tapping my foot to the sound of my heartbeat-song.
Slabs of rock on all sides of the spherical cavern casually spun, as if they were just twirly hotel doors. From behind them, came foot-solders of the hunter, copies of copies of long dead Directorate employees. Being severely worn out due to xeroxing over-use, they were somewhat lacking in dimensions, I noted. Most of them were missing their inner parts, their skulls looked like 2d paper cutouts. Bone-like whitish mesh structures that reminded me of paper-mache covered their hollow bodies, holding them together. It was an eerie sight.
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"We meet at last, wizard. You are the last of your kind to be exterminated." they solemnly whispered, pointing their death-tools at me.
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"I think not," I answered, spinning and bathing them in the refractions of my lighter.
I made sure the illumination touched all of them and then I simply said "PRECISION!"
The word caught them completely unawares.
"What feeling is this?" they intrepidly inquired.
"Your plan was to surround me, correct?" I asked them.
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"Yessssss." the copies spoke.
"Well then, you must do it in a much more perfect circle! Go on now, find your place, measure out your location from my position, chop chop!"
The duplicates were quite stupid and thus easily bamboozled. They dropped their heads. They were embarrassed over their lack of precise coordination at surrounding me. They tried to find their place, and were now bumping into each other, trying to re-coordinate their location against mine, hissing, stepping on each other and cursing.
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Then, they dropped to the ground and started to scratch the floor of the cave with their death-sticks and bony claws. The scratches on the ground were calculations, graphs and estimates. They were working very hard at establishing the necessary, perfect order for surrounding me.
"Zats much better!" I commented on their labors, looking at their hard work with a twinge of delight.
Their struggle to calculate my position was extremely amusing, just as amusing as watching... huh.
Watching... I was supposed to be watching something? Someone?
I scratched my noggin trying to remember. Nothing came to me.
How... peculiar.