I heard you behind me the moment you breathed. I figured you’d probably try to wallop me from behind or something. Where’s the professor?” “Didn’t make it. Dropped dead in the forest.” “Coronary heart disease?” “No. Tired as hell. Poor guy. Just couldn’t take another step.” And that’s when the leaves and sticks and other fallen extensions began to crunch and crackle as someone made their way through the forest. It was about at this time where I began to feel things were getting out of hand. Chapter Twenty-nine “I sense someone else,” said Dial. “Your worst nightmare, unless of course you’ve dreamed of Freddie Krueger in a Speedo.” And thank God, in a way, that was the professor speaking. I was glad it was not another VVV member, but now I was caught in a little fib. “Professor?” “Of course.
