Reaper Of Souls: A Fantasy Short Story - Plot & Excerpts
“Where are we?” “We’re in my world,” he informed her and grinned proudly. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” “I rather doubt I’ll have the opportunity to appreciate it.” He chuckled lowly. “I love your sense of humor. You’re going to need it,” he remarked. “In accordance with the details of the contract, your task is to find the dagger or Zagaball and return it to me.” Kahn pointed to Reggie’s wrist. An elegant digital watch appeared. “You have three hours to find the dagger and return it to its rightful place in the library. Just to be fair, I’ve provided a map.” A detailed leather map appeared in her hands. He smiled pleasantly. “Happy hunting.” Kahn suddenly vanished. Reggie looked at the map then headed along the beach. “Map my ass. Detailed description of where not to go.” † Reggie hurried along the worn path within the jungle and looked around cautiously. “Too easy so far,” she muttered. She paused and looked at the map. “According to the map, the dagger is just down this path within the ruins of the old temple.” She assessed her surroundings then eyed the path behind her to the left. “The map says to go straight, so that tells me I should go left.”
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