the mine. Kat sprinted backwards into the tiny hole that Cassandrix had created, terrified by what could be causing this horrific effect. Were these players detonating TNT? Had they run into a horde of Creepers? Or… and Kat shuddered as she imagined the implications… was it something else the player was doing?
Then, suddenly, the explosions stopped. There was no damage to any part of the cavern that Kat could see, but she wasn’t planning to stick around to find out what was really going on. She just wished that Cassandrix would dig faster.
“Omigosh, Arachnia, this is, like, so much better,” the unfocused, flighty female voice said again. “I mean, it’s still, like, totally dark and underground-y and stuff, but at least it’s not, like, the suh-wamp, or anything…”
“You’re welcome,” spat out Creeper Khan in disgust.
“OK, team,” Arachnia announced, “Let’s set up, and try to get some sleep. Tomorrow, the real hunt for President Stan begins!”
Kat, who was walking through the tunnel and nearly out of earshot of these players, spun around. Did she really just hear that? Intrigued, Kat dashed down to the end of the tunnel, poked her head out, and continued to listen.
“Hey, Arachnia, I hab a question!” the stupid-sounding voice rang out again, sounding particularly loud as it echoed around the chamber. “Ow do you know dat da President hasn’d already godden dis far?”
“Zomboy,” seethed Creeper Khan, “just SHUUUT UP!”
A small explosion rang out not too far from Kat, but she didn’t care. She was suddenly far too desperate to hear what these people had to say. Were they saying that… somehow… Stan had escaped?
“Khan, calm down!” exclaimed Arachnia in irritation. “We can’t have you lose control in here, not in such close quarters! And besides, it was a decent question. Zomboy, President Stan escaped just a few days ago. He’s probably still out in the Northwestern Ocean, hopping from island to island.”
“Oh,” Zomboy replied. “Dat bakes sense.”
“I swear,” Creeper Khan growled, glaring at Arachnia, “if you don’t find some way to make him less annoying, then I am going to use my Final Nova on all of you!”
“Don’t even joke about that!” Arachnia gasped. “I don’t want you to use it by accident…”
“Oh, relax.” Creeper Khan laughed darkly. “You do realize that my Final Nova is powerful enough to level an entire city, right? Trust me, I’m not gonna use that attack unless I really, really have to.”
Suddenly, Kat felt a hand grab her shoulder and whip her around. Kat was totally caught off guard, and her hand immediately went for her sword. However, she saw that it was simply Cassandrix, staring her in the face with an incredulous expression.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Cassandrix hissed, as quietly yet incredibly urgently as possible. “We have to get out of here!”
“Shut up, I’m listening,” Kat hissed back, pushing Cassandrix to the side and trying to hear what they were saying again. However, before anything could register, Kat found herself being dragged back into the tunnel.
“Are you really that stupid?” Cassandrix whispered, her face showing pure disbelief. “They’re distracted. We have to leave now!”
Kat didn’t have time to deal with her. These players, whoever they were, were discussing vital information about Stan, and Kat had to hear it. Hoping it would buy her a few seconds, Kat gave Cassandrix a full-on shove, sending her tumbling back into the hole. Kat stuck her head back out to hear Creeper Khan’s voice.
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