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“Let me get this straight,” Felix had given up disbelieving. It lessened the headaches. “We need to steal a diamond from a Mobster to give to Leonardo da Vinci. So that he and Nicolai Tesla can defeat the Dinosaurs that wants to kill me. Do I have that right?”
“Yes but…” Miss Eris looked uncomfortable and looked around but Felix wasn’t going to be deterred.
“Nope. Not getting distracted this time. You’re going to look me in the eye and tell me why they’re trying to kill me. Now!” His nose started to itch. There must have been a lot of dust where they were but he refused to look away from the vibrant green orbs that were her eyes. They were mesmerizing and all he could concentrate on for the seconds before she responded.
“I really think we should move just a few more feet to the left,” she avoided the question.
“I insist that we clarify this now,” he stubbornly insisted.
Rumbling and the sound of a steam engines horn pulled his attention away from her. It was an early model train and they seemed to be in a tunnel. Sighing he grabbed her shoulders and dove for the far wall.
Twisting as they flew towards the wall his back hit the stone with a hard impact. The train passed by them and he saw a human shaped Sauren sitting in the dining car with its family. They were dressed in early Victorian clothing.
“We’re running out of time, we have to hurry. This temporal area has already been converted.”
“Converted? What? Why?” She was reaching for his hand, and he sneezed. There was a breeze coming from somewhere and it wasn’t from either end of the tunnel. “I’ve had enough of being dragged around without knowing anything and being afraid.”
Reaching out he pushed on the wall that had, surprisingly, cracked from his weight and pushed on it. A large hole opened and an old stone staircase could be seen.
Seeing her confused look he said, “I don’t sneeze for dirt only dust,” and he walked towards the steps.
The stairway was narrow and lit by torches every fifteen steps. He was terrified and for the first time since he’d met Eris, he admitted it to himself. He wanted to go back to his comfortable, clean apartment and not be messing with time.
“Why are you going down there?” Miss Eris asked.
“I don’t know,” he replied. “These torches couldn’t have been here very long. Someone must be here.”
The final step led to a small corridor that turned sharply to the left. He was about to make the turn when she grabbed his arm and pulled him back. As he was going to argue he saw the person, or rather Sauren, who’d been here before them. He’d been shot by a dozen arrows on either side of his body.
“It’s trapped?” He yelled looking down the corridor. At it’s end he could barely see something glowing. It looked familiar. “That’s the diamond isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is. But we’ll have to get through these traps to get to it.”
“Thanks, I was afraid you’d say that.”
“My pleasure,” she smiled looking happy to be of service. She had missed his sarcasm.
“Do you have a personal force field?”
“No. Why?”
Sighing loudly he said, “For a time traveller you’re not very prepared.”
“My mission was to find you and get you to safety and then ensure you stayed there for twenty four hours, I wasn’t expecting this.” She gestured towards the trapped corridor and her hand got to close. A Line of arrows shot out from where her hand had been and then another, creating a wave of arrows from one end to the other of the corridor.
“Well that’s interesting.” Felix passed his hand and then did it again nothing happened the second time. No new arrows escaped until the wave had finished. He tried again and the same thing happened. “We have two choices, run across trying to outrun the arrows or let the wave go and then run after it and hope it doesn’t go the other way.”
“Ok. Let’s do that.”
“I’d try to exhaust the arrows but something tells me that’s too easy.”
Taking a deep breath he reached out and set off the wave and then started to run. It seemed he and Miss Eris entangled hands before running.
They made it just as the second wave started from the opposite direction. The room they found themselves in was square and there was a small pedestal on the far end of the room with the diamond on it.
“This looks simple enough,” Miss Eris said.
“Wait, I’ve seen this movie before” he took a quarter out of his wallet and tossed it across the room. It bounced and rolled towards the left. The floor gave out on both sides of a narrow bridge. It was less a bridge and more of a pole.
“You had to say something.” He sighed again and put one foot in front of the other. Miss Eris was behind him, a little out of her element, and they were making good progress until the gouts of flame shot out from the pit around them. His nice suit was now crumbled, cut, and singed.
He heard a crunch and heard Miss Eris slip. He tried to turn and catch her but she fell onto the bridge. She held on for dear life. Her hair had escaped the bun and was flowing freely, daring the flames.
He reached down to grab her and almost fell. Finally he managed to awkwardly sit on the bridge and reach for her. She took an iron grip on his hand and he pulled her up. She managed to sit in front of him. Her business skirt had seen better days.
“Are you ok Amanda?” he asked, assuming it would be ok to use her first name now that they’d saved each other’s lives.
“Yes Felix I think I’ll survive.”
They moved together to the platform and he grabbed the diamond.
Taking his hand she looked at him and softly said, “I don’t know why they want to kill you. Just that they do.”