Monday, August 22, 2005

Ghostopia, Chapter 51: They're Coming For Us!

(Whew! Over a week since the story was last updated. Well anyways, better late than never.)

"Aha, hip-hop night," said Nelson, patting the ExorPrism in his pocket. "Good thing I'm not here for the entertainment."
Head-thumping beats filled the air as scores of Ghosts in oversized or undersized clothes grooved in The Haunt. Nelson, however, was sharply eyeing every face in all four corners of the place.
"You looking for Mortie?" Darren asked.
"Nope. Just trying to familiarise myself with the faces here. As a matter of fact, I've never even seen Mortie before."
"You haven't?" It came somewhat as a surprise to him.
"Nahh...just word of mouth. He's making quite a name for himself among the authorities, you know. It's remarkable how he rose from being a nobody to becoming the Gatekeeper in just three years."
"And now, the leader of the Ezisa."
Nelson paused and shook his head slowly. "I don't think it's as simple as that. There's something very strange about him - I can't figure it out, but I know he has a secret plan up his sleeve. Believe me, there's more to this escape plan of his than meets the eye."
A wannabe rapper decked in full street gear went onstage spewing some generic lines. Darren couldn't help looking.
"And I've figured the ExorPrism issue out," continued Nelson. "Lucas and Andrea must have resurfaced and be helping Mortie in some capacity. Perhaps they're in the Ezisa team from Unprotected Ghostopia."
Darren was about to say something when he saw a familiar figure walk through the door. It was Kat, back in her usual black top, black jeans, black boots, and ridiculously large earrings. She seemed to be rather flustered, as if she was late for something.
"Hey Kat! Over here!"
"Oh, there you are," she came to their table. "Bad news - tonight's meeting will have to be cancelled."
"Cancelled? Why?"
"The authorities got wind that we've been holding meetings here. A team of Spooks are on their way here now to search the place."
Nelson cocked an eyebrow. "That can't be good."
Darren peered out the window and to his horror, a line of Spooks were already marching towards the entrance.

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