The Adventures of Wesley and Philip

Chapter 5 Dreams Nowadays Suck

"Hey guys, I'm a birdie. I'm as high as a kite,"- Enoch

My life was so much easier when my dreams weren't being hijacked by the bad guys. When I went to sleep in the van that night, I was hoping I could have a dream about puppies or something that wasn't even remotely evil. Instead, my dream began in a darkly lit lab. There were a couple of scientists moving around, doing whatever their job was. I could see that they were working for the same people from my last dream because the leader of the bad guys was talking with a scientist.

"How close are we to hacking into the mainframe?" asked the bad guy.

"We're going as fast as we can Mr. Ten. We are very close to getting into the first line of code. Once we get through it, we should be able to hack our way through the rest of it," said the scientist.

"Good job, but I need you to work faster," the guy known as Mr. Ten said.

"But sir, we are going at full speed right now. There is no way we could work-," the scientist tried to say when Mr. Ten pulled out a gun and shot the scientist point blank in the chest. He fell to the ground dead.

"Maybe your successor will be faster," Mr. Ten said as he walked away. At that moment, I could feel myself waking up from my dream. Right before I woke up, I looked at the back of a lab coat someone was wearing. It said in bold words 'NUMETRIX INC.'

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"Wesley, wake up dude. You've been asleep for a while," Philip said. When I heard my brother's voice, I sat up as quickly as I could. We had been riding in the van, looking for answers on what we needed to do. Caleb and Sarah were in the driver and passenger seats.

"I know who's behind everything," I said. Caleb, who was driving the van, turned to look at me.

"You mean you know who we have to fight?" he asked.

"Yes I do. It's a company known as Numetrix," I said.

"Numetrix? Isn't that the second largest company in the multiverse?" Enoch asked.

"I believe it is. They make everything from size changing cups to genetically modified popcorn," Sarah said.

"I hate Numetrix. They are the reason I'm here," Poofy said to us.

"What do you mean?" asked Caleb.

"A lot of people don't know this, but Snuggle land was created by Numetrix. They were planning on making a zoo that would make regular zoos look like crap. The idea was that they would create their own animals that would do whatever they wanted. Out of the planned 356 man-made species they were going to produce, they only got to creating living stuffed animals," Poofy told us. It was at that moment that I realized that Poofy wasn't natural. He was made to be a form of entertainment.

"Okay, let me just say that we don't even know what they're planning on doing," Enoch said to us.

"I know what they're planning," I said proudly.

"Exactly how do you know what they're planning?" Caleb asked.

"I haven't told you this yet, but I'm having these dreams that are telling me exactly what the bad guys are doing," I told them.

"This is great Wesley. With your information on what they're doing, we'll have a chance at defeating them. What are they building?" Sarah asked me.

"They are making a video game that will suck the life out of my universe so that they can create their own universe," I said to them. Everyone but Poofy looked at me confused.

"They're going to create another form of the zoo, but this time they're doing it on a grander scale. They want to create something no one has ever created before. They're making corporate paradise," Poofy said. It sounds like he knows more about their plan then he's letting on.

"They have an army behind them. They have literally hundreds of workers who will do anything for some easy money. All we have is five kids and one psychopathic stuffed toy," Enoch said, stating the facts. He is such a downer.

"Enoch, do you really think that I would come unprepared?" asked Caleb. He pressed a button on the van's control panel and a hologram appeared in the back of the van. It was an image of hundreds of robots that looked suspiciously like Caleb. "Meet the Deadheads. After our last adventure, I calculated that we would have to save the multiverse again. I decided that we would need backup. I created a manufacturing plant that would make enough robot allies for us so that we wouldn't have to fight alone," Caleb explained.

"Where exactly are these robots?" I asked.

"They are in a storage facility in Refage. My grandpa made it a couple of months before he died,"

"So let's head there, grab the robots, and get ready to kick some corporate ass," Poofy said. Caleb nodded and started putting in the coordinance for Refage.

"Are we about to go into another one of those tunnel thingies?" Philip asked.

"Yes little brother we are. I suggest you hold on to something," I toldhim as the warping procedure started. We were on our way to Refage.