quest!”
His hand was shaking now that he was about to find out his mission. How dangerous would this quest be? And how long would it take? He needed to find the three Furies right away so that he could save Trevor.
Slowly, he brought the paper to his face. He read it out loud, his voice dropping off by the end of the unbelievable words that came out of his mouth:
“‘Trade your life for the next five people to be killed by Baskania at noon tomorrow in the Diamond Minds of Argos.’”
Trade his life? Die? Erec felt faint. He pulled the paper quest close to his chest in case Bethany and Jam had not caught what he had said. But it was too late. Jam choked, his face purple. He shot upward, coughing and sputtering in the air under the large white commode of Al’s Well. Bethany looked stunned. She gasped and grabbed her neck as if she did not have Instagills implanted in her skin, and then she closed her eyes and fainted in the dark waters.
CHAPTER FIVE
Robbing People Blind
E REC LOOKED FIRST up and then down, not sure who needed more help. Jam grasped the toilet’s edge, coughing hard, but he seemed to be okay. So Erec swam down and scooped Bethany into his arms. Her face looked so soft and vulnerable. He could not believe that she had passed out because she had heard his seventh quest—even though it was beyond horrible. He had to give up his life?
He pushed Bethany past Jam and out of the water. Jam helped him lift her through the sparkling porcelain opening above themuntil she tumbled forward onto the grass. Erec climbed out after her, feeling his Instagills close and air rush into his lungs again. Bethany was breathing, but her eyes stayed shut. She looked so peaceful that Erec was tempted to just let her lie there.
Jam felt Bethany’s forehead. “Oh, dear. She’s had a shock, I think.” His black dinner jacket was drenched, but when he checked through the insides of its many pockets, Erec noticed that they were amazingly dry. “Let’s try this.”
He pulled out a small vial and took its top off, waving it under Bethany’s nose. Her eyes instantly flew open and she bolted upright to a sitting position, crashing into Erec.
“Ow.” They both rubbed their heads, laughing for a second until Bethany’s smile faded. “What was this last quest? You have to go somewhere and give your life up—to save some strangers?” Her forehead wrinkled and she crossed her arms. “You just won’t do it, then. This has gone too far. Your last quest ended up with you dying. The only reason you’re here today is that you got lucky. I doubt that you’d be brought back to life again! Anything could go wrong.” She stared at Erec, and when he didn’t answer, she added, “This would probably be the end for you.”
“It will be the end for me.” Erec knew that he should tell Bethany the rest of the bad news, that he would be turning evil and doing awful things, but he felt sick saying the words. If the Fates wanted him to go this way, at least maybe Trevor would be saved, somehow. It might be what had to happen. “I guess this will be my last quest. I won’t be coming back again.” He closed his eyes. It was too much to absorb. How could his life be over already? But at the same time, he was a goner anyway, unless he could get his soul back. And that obviously wasn’t going to happen.
Bethany’s face turned red. “What do you mean, you won’t be coming back? You’re not actually considering this, are you?”
Erec tried to stay calm. “What choice do I have? Listening to the Fates was the only thing that saved you from Baskania. How can I not save Trevor?” He looked around. “The only reason that all of us are alive today is because I did what the Fates said. Otherwise the three Furies would have killed everyone. How can I not do this?”
“But you don’t have to, Erec! Just stop all of this craziness and go home. We’ll go find Trevor ourselves, with Rosco’s help. Then we can figure out how to
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