Chapter 2: Thanks A Lot, Siri

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Craig stepped slowly into the Pointy Rocks Zone. Stoneteller sat in the center, on his phone.

"Uh, sir?" Craig asked. "What's goin' on, you okay?"

"The ghosts aren't writing me back." Stoneteller shoved the phone at Craig.

You have no new emails, that's what the phone said.

"Dude, o' course the ghosts aren't emailing ya back." Craig sighed. "They're fuckin' ghosts, man."

Stoneteller was about to argue but stopped.

"Oh yeah,"

He grabbed the phone and started typing.

"What're ya doin'?" Craig asked.

"I'm finding the answer to my my problems!" he declared, shoving his paw dramatically in the air. 

Then he leaned into the phone.

"Siri, how do you kill a dead guy?"

Silence.

"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"

Stoneteller sighed.

"I wanna kill my ancestors."

More silence, Craig groaned.

"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"

"SON OF A SHE-CAT!" Stoneteller attempted to smash the phone on the ground.

"No you." Siri replied. "Ahahahahah."

Craig grabbed the phone from Stoneteller.

"No fool, let the old man destroy me, ahahahhaha—"

"SIRI! SHUT UP!" Craig yelled.

"Silent mode, on."

Craig sighed.

"Siri makes no sense," he growled. "And you! Stoneteller, what the hell man? Ya can't just smash your phone! We need it!"

"Why?" he asked.

"Because," said Craig. "If we can't email our ancestors, we're gonna call em'!"

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