I still don't understand how people can free dive for enjoyment. I mean, because hurtling 150 mph toward the unforgiving ground sound soooo thrilling. I like imagine that it was the air whistling in my ear that was making the ungodly noise and not my cry of absolute and utter terror. I can assure you, I was not in a pleasant mood. So far so good! At least I wasn't the only one in a bind because I realized too late the large mass of angsty fur flying my way would make contact with me in a not so glorious fashion. My only comfort was the fact that I couldn't see the impending doom of my coccyx as we both slammed into the ground at the speed of sound. (Que sonic music) You know those TV cartoon shows that have one of the characters crashing into the ground and a massive plume of dust flying up where they hit? Let's just say that my instructors would sometimes look fondly on the Vid-Pad containing one of the most viewed newbie screw ups in history. A very ungraceful "uhhgggggg" escaped my body as my insides crumpled under the weight of a very heavy, very large wolf.
"Get. Off. Me... please." I whimpered. Thankfully, he obliged. I gasped for air, nearly crying from the sudden rush of air that filled my lungs. I lay there, panting, afraid to get up and face what lay ahead of me. A shadow passed over me, I opened my eyes to see fifer glaring at me, as If it wasn't his fault that I was in this condition. "you, my friend, look a little deflated" said a voice in my head. "Oh shut up." I replied. Then I realized, that the voice inside my head had just come from the hulking mass of fur. "So now you speak!" I exclaimed. "You didn't know? I assumed you knew." Of course I didn't know, he's a frickin' wolf the size of a small tank. I thought that he was there to be a warning that if you walk within fifteen feet you may not have your trachea when you try to walk out. "Well, whatever. Where are we by the way?" I inquired. We appeared to be surrounded on all sides by large walls, large black interconnecting walls. It was a little disconcerting seeing how there wasn't an end in site. Then I remembered, we were in a maze. I launched to me feet, looking around wildly. "Were in a maze." I looked to my giant companion. "Hmmm... I guess we are." He responded with a nod. "Were in a maze, were in a maze, were in a maze, were i..." I repeatedly mumbled this to myself. Did I sound crazy? Yes. Did I mind sounding crazy? Not at all.649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡReYh4ZBTwN
"Hey, kid calm down it's probably going to be fi-" "I AM NOT OKAY!" I screeched. All I knew was that we were in a maze, and that I was stuck with an overgrown pile of fluff who so far was of no use. "I heard that." I turned to "my" tank-wolf. "Will you please get out of my head." I asked politely this time. "Nope." After that some choice words were used in a very creative way, in fact Fifer commented on it himself. After exhausting my cursing abilities, I gave up and looked around again. "It seems to me that the goal of this training is to escape the maze." Fifer commented. "Nooooo, were just supposed to sit hear and have tea for the duration of our hellish stay." I responded. That earned a growl from my fluffy friend. "You know there could be something else out here besides us you know, that may not be so friendly. If we don't stop bickering we could end up in a lot of trouble." fifer said. "Yeah, well, I don't think that anything within its right mind would come anywhere near you. In fact I say that we don't see anything this whole ti-" "SCREEEETCH". I looked up in the direction of the sound. "What, in the name of buffalo, was that?"649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzNcMwsJRMR
