exists indicates we aren’t alone in this dimension.”
“I thought we already knew that,” Guido said under his breath. “That’s why we’re here.”
I gave him my best dark glare.
“I believe there was some debate as to whether or not we were being lied to about Aahz being held prisoner. If there’s a road here, it’s a cinch that neither my partner nor the ones he was chasing built it. That means we have native types to deal with ... possibly hostile.”
“Right,” Massha put in quickly. “Put a sock in it, Guido. I want to hear our plan of action, and I don’t like being kept waiting by hecklers.”
The bodyguard frowned, but kept his silence.
“Okay. Now, what we’ve got to do is follow this road and find out where it goes. Hug the side of the road and be ready to disappear if you hear anybody coming. We don’t know what the locals look like, and until I have a model to work from, it’s pointless for me to try to disguise us.”
With those general marching orders, we made our way through the dark along the road, moving quietly to avoid tipping our hand to anyone ahead of us. In a short time we came up to our first decision point. The road we were on ended abruptly when it met another, much larger thoroughfare. My assistants looked at me expectantly. With a shrug I made the arbitrary decision and led them off to the right down this new course. As we went, I reflected with some annoyance that even though both Massha and Guido knew that I was as new to this terrain as they were, it somehow fell to me to choose the path.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of voices ahead, coming our way. The others heard it too, and without word or signal we melted into the underbrush. Squatting down, I peered through the gloom toward the road, anxious to catch my first glimpse of the native life I forms.
I didn’t have long to wait. Two figures appeared, a young couple by the look of them, talking and laughing merrily as they went. They looked pretty normal to me, which was a distinct relief, considering the forms I had had to imitate in some of the other dimensions. They were humanoid enough to pass for Klahds ... or Jahks, actually, as they were a bit pale. Their dress was not dissimilar from my own, though a bit more colorful. Absorbing all this in a glance, I decided to make my first try for information. I mean, after all my fears, they were so familiar it was almost a letdown, so why not bull ahead? Compared with some of the beings I’ve had to deal with in the past, this looked like a piece of cake.
Signaling the others to stay put, I stepped out onto the road behind my target couple.
“Excuse me!” I called “I’m new to this area and in need of a little assistance. Could you direct me to the nearest town?”
Translation pendants were standard equipment for dimension travel, and as I was wearing one now, I had no fear of not being understood.
The couple turned to face me, and I was immediately struck by their eyes. The “whites” of their eyes glowed a dark red, sending chills down my spine. It occurred to me that I might have studied the locals a bit longer before I tried to pass myself off as a native. It also occurred to me that I had already committed myself to this course of action and would have to bluff my way through it regardless. Finally, it occurred to me that I was a suicidal idiot and that I hoped Massha and Guido were readying their backup weapons to save me from my own impatience.
Strangely enough, the couple didn’t seem to notice anything unusual about my appearance.
“The nearest town? That would be Blut. It’s not far, we just came from there. It’s got a pretty wild night life, if you’re into that kind of thing.”
There was something about his mouth that nagged at the edges of my mind. Unfortunately, I couldn’t look at it directly without breaking eye contact, so, buoyed by my apparent acceptance, I pushed ahead with the conversation.
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