"Love the Star Trek theme," Shyko said to Meron as they all took a group tour of the train, looking around at the interior design details of the Gobbess Monita Sleeper Train. "You must be a Trekkie. So am I," she showed him two tattoo sleeves of the Starship Enterprise and some of her favorite characters along both of her arms. "The rest is on my back," she added.
"Yes, I ama Trekkie," Meron said proudly.
"I just went to a Star Trek Convention in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. It was amazing. I tried to make the sleeper train look as much like the Starship Enterprise as possible."
"It'd be great to dress like one of the characters on Star Trek. I'm an avid cosplayer."
"Feel free. I have all the costumes custom made from each character from the Star Trek franchise."
"WOW! But the Camp Hypnos is Greek mythology themed. You must like mythology, too?"
"Yes, particularly the Greek gods of dream mythology. Each room at the camp even the name of the camp is specifically named after those gods involving dreams or sleep. If anyone needs anything Mikcari will be happy to help you. Its programming is installed throughout," Meron said leaving the group to return to his room.
That night everyone finally retired to their rooms.
"Mikcari, how much longer is it before we get to Maksix Blynas?" Pricilla asked sitting up in bed watching episodes of Doctor Who on the t.v. embedded in the wall.
"Five days as time portals permit, Miss."
Davil jumped on the host's leg and shimmied up toward its shoulder and nestled in its hardware as it approached the table where the Stellars sat.
"There's an unusual human here," the host said to one of the Stellars.
"Perfect minion of the Stellars. I wanted you to blow my cover. Too easy," Davil thought with a satisfied look on his face.
"A human? Humans became satellite gods where their consciousness was transferred into satellites by way of making the consciousness like a virus to invade the satellites' systems, allowing humans to look on like gods at the current world and universe," XAR1-MAN informed.
"You let them in?" Czar-Commander ANDROW asked, interjecting.
"Yes, only because they had an AI-heart. They showed me here as proof," the host pointed to the left side of its chest.
"That can't be," Dr. Cooper25 laughed, taking a sip of diesel coffee, shaking their head.
"Obviously, it's possible. I saw it with my own..."
"No, what I meant is that unusual human couldn't still exist at least not anymore."
"Well, I didn't just imagine him," the host shrugged walking away. Davil came out from his hiding place in the host, and he sat on the shoulder facing the Stellars. He waved.
"This place doesn't have any health code violations, does it?" Dr. Cooper25 asked cautiously, swearing they saw something on the host's shoulder, looking down at his diesel coffee.
"No," Czar-Commander ANDROW answered.
"Maybe I've had enough," they said putting down the cup and pushing it gently away. "It wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't in the plan."
"What are you yammering on about?" XAR1-MAN asked looking at Dr. Cooper25 strangely.
YOU ARE READING
Skeleton Beats the Clock
ParanormalSix young adults with severe sleeping disorders go to a holistic sleep camp called Camp Hypnos. The bond developing between these ordinary heroes will be the start of a memorable summer in 1996, one that will put them at odds with an extraordinary k...