The Quest Part 2

Chapter 2

Emily avoided the computer the following day. Then he heard the familiar prang of the yahoo IM box. He sat down to answer. It was another link from God.

Try again.

I have no idea what to do. What's the point.

Now.

He clicked on the link and found himself once again on a hill, overlooking a pond. Beyond the pond are cat-o-nine tails. He remembers the rest. Beyond the cat-o-nine tails is a spring. Behind him, the mountains. What to do.

He sits cross legged. He reaches down and pats the ground with his hand. It is hollow. This may be important. He begins to bang on it like it was sheet-rock and he was looking for a stud. Nothing but dead sounding thuds. He sat and drummed his fingers on the ground. They made a most full and amazing noise. He began beating the ground like a bongo. The sound was exquisite.

As he played, he could hear other rhythms that were playing against his. They came from everywhere, the pond, the spring, the mountains... everywhere. Without warning the ground shook and pond water drenched Emily completely. He opened his eyes to find himself in his room stittng at his computer, covered in stale water. He ran to the shower thinking he didn't necessarily succeed at anything, but he had fun.