Weight of living: fleeting sanity

There's two of them? 4

After eating we all went our separate ways, both W and Wis'adel decided that sticking with me was boring and wandered off, probably to annoy someone else. As for amiya, I asked where she was heading to, she told me to the doctor's office as it was her turn to be the Doc's assistant for this week, I bade her good luck, and she left with the ghost tailing her, not before she gave me a wave seeing me off.

As for me? Checking up on someone, in which I'm in front of her workshop.

"heya zuma, what ya up t—"

*BOOM*

"oo, should have expected this to happen..." I said covered in black soot.

Zuma: "sorry about that Ian, it kinda went ballistic" she said trying to clean off the black soot that covered her face.

*Sigh* "here let me help" I grabbed something vaguely clean and wiped the soot on her face.

Zuma: "thanks Ian, anyways what ya need?"

"Came to check on ya, you weren't in our bed when I woke up, so I kinda figured that you'd be here." I said wiping the soot off my face.

Zuma: "you know me, anyways wanna help me with something? Been trying to get this thing working." She pointed at the object that was suspended by two chains.

"Say, what this?"

Zuma: "dunno, closure dropped it here, been trying to find out what it is." She placed her hand on her hips while explaining her story.

"So that's why there was a broken drill, that must have been the thing that exploded huh." I eyed her disappointingly, "what did I say about using the drill on everything?"

Zuma: *sighing* "to make sure you here, or anyone to look after me Incase of emergencies." She said dejectedly.

"And what did you do?"

Zuma: "not doing it." She said with her head down.

*Sighing* "look I'm not mad just disappointed, just make sure to ask me first or anyone kay'?"

Zuma nodded

"Good, now what should we do with..." I pointed to it "this"

Zuma: "dunno, I was planning to stay explosives on the thing to see what would happen.

"Wha? Zuma that's the last thing you should d—"

*VVRRRRMMM*

"—o, um zuma... Did you hear that?"

Zuma: "yep, and it came from the thing."

*KKSSHH* *LOCATING SUITABLE SPECAMINS* *SEARCHING*

"Um... Zuma What should we do?" I asked her, bewildered on what happening.

Zuma: "I say we destroy it, and quickly." She hurriedly grabbed her axe and trieD to destroy the "thing"

*SUITABLE SPECAMINS LOCATED* *IMITATING PARADOX CONVERGENCE*

Then a bright light covered the workshop, within seconds of it firing, it died out.