Chapter 10
“We have to run,” I said to the spokespigeon. I pulled a thick knife out of the back of a toga’ed ladybug man. The AI spoke up. Et tu, Brute? That blade sure looks good at backstabbing. Are we foreshadowing a future betrayal? I sprinted north, the pigeons followed. The speed and the rushing wind took me. Ivan: Hey I just unfroze too! Where are you guys? Carol: Follow the carnage and then keep heading north. Ivan: Okay. Wait up for me. Carol: We can’t. Earl would catch up. We’ll find some [...]








