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The Land of the Unknown
Episode 14 (Part 3)

Episode 14 (Part 3)

Tommy and the Raptor arrived at the ruins and headed for the tree. After going up a few floors, he had reached the room with the control panel, glowing slightly brighter than the last time he came across it.

I wonder if she’s still around here somewhere. Tommy thought.

“Hello? Anyone here?” He called out for Amy. There didn’t seem to be any response.

Tommy then walked over to the panel to have a better look at the shiny buttons. As he reached to touch one with his hand, he heard somebody’s voice, making him jump with shock. Tommy turned around and saw a familiar face.

“Hey, kid.” Amy greeted with a peace sign.

“Whoa, you scared me!” Tommy exclaimed, jumping back. “And I’m not a kid either!”

“All right, all right, so where is my gem? You got it from the monolith, did you not?”

“What? Well, technically, yes, but—”

“And where are the others? Are they—?”

“I didn’t come here for that; I showed up for something else!”

Tommy explained to her the situation that had occurred with the Mileti. After he finished, Amy replied,

“I see, so you want my help? How flattering, and here I thought you were here for something else.”

“So, where were you anyway?” Tommy questioned.

“Well, usually, I’d say that's classified information, but I guess I can make an exception,” Amy explained, rolling her eyes. “I was collecting some brews for more potions. I noticed you guys left for a while, and that you haven’t been answering my phone lately, which was odd since I figured you should’ve been back by now. I left to get some stuff when I overheard some noise outside. I went to investigate to see what was going on…”

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“Did you find anything, Amy?” Tommy interrupted.

“I have. I was waiting for you to show up so I could show you this...”

Amy walked over to a vibrating white box lying in the wall's corner and knocked on the top of it. The crate stopped moving and created a straight line in the center with handles on either side. Amy walked over and opened the box. Inside, a sweaty person tied up with rope fell out of the box.

“Oh my god, I thought I would die in there!” The man cried out.

“Whoa, is that another one of those Miletis?” Tommy asked as he walked over towards the person. “How did you manage—?”

“Classified.” Amy interrupted.

“Of course,” Tommy muttered while groaning. He fell right into that one.

Amy turned to scowl at the man, still tied up. She stood him up so they would meet eye-to-eye.

“All right, now will you tell me where your secret fortress is?”

“Ok, I’ll tell you, just please no more!” The man exclaimed. “It’s underground, deep within the mines...”

“Wait, what if he’s lying about the location?” Tommy leaned over and whispered to Amy.

“Lieutenant Larry, can you hear me?” The walkie-talkie Tommy had in his pockets operated as a voice came out of it. Tommy moved the device toward the man in ropes, thinking that was his name.

“Uh, yes, I can hear you.” He replied.

“Good, come back so we can start the experiment.” The voice said.

“Um, where is the location again?”

“Seriously, you forgot again? Meet back at the underground mines and hurry it up.”

Tommy turned off the intercom and sighed. “Wow...”

“Where did you get that?” Amy pointed at the walkie-talkie.

“A raptor had this.” He explained. “So now we know where the potential hideout could be, but how will we get there?”

“Simple,” Amy replied. She looked over at Larry, who watched the two, not sure what they’ll do with him. “He’s going to take us there.”

“What, me?” Larry blinked. “I don’t know where the exact way to the place is! And what if I—?”

“Do you want me to—?”

“No, I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me! I don’t know how to get there from here.”

Amy sighed in defeat. “Guess I’ll have to do it myself.”

She walked over to the control panel and activated it. She then worked on the coordinates while Tommy waited on the sidelines.

“How long will this take?” Tommy asked.

“Who knows?” Amy replied.

“Well, could you not take long on—?”

“Don’t rush; I’ll get it done when I get it done.”