And so the heroes went off for two months to cry and be stressed and drink too much coffee. Here follows a short series of moments from those two months.
Exam season came to an end, the last exam English Language Creative Writing. The Gang walked out of the hall with their heads all held high, apart from Steven.
Elsewhere, a minibus was cruising along at full speed. On its side were the words, ‘Terrence High School.’ It was heading to Gilliam High School’s Prom. Was this the enacting of some gang war between the two students? Was this an ancient rivalry being brought to the present? No. It was Steven’s stupid sense of humour.
Mr Phillips’ eyes glanced towards the clock and then he sighed and turned back to Bessie. Over the last two months, whilst the Gang had been fighting the evil GCSEs, he’d been observing freak crimes- a nuclear warhead going missing, a noetics laboratory being robbed- and researching the Camel God. Assuming that the ancient Egyptian deity was possessing Mr Andrews, that meant it had returned from the Banished Dimension, probably as a result of Dreamweaver’s interdimensional meddling. Based on the fact that the streets hadn’t yet run red with blood, Mr Phillips assumed that Dreamweaver hadn’t yet allowed the Camel God to bring his army into this dimension. But why?
Back at Gilliam High, Mr Phillips was waiting for the lift to come down whilst he fixed his bowtie around his neck. He’d already got lost twice in his rush, but at least he knew he was in the right place now. That was the only problem with the Cairns Cave, as they called it. Despite the doors being really close, the tunnels all led in opposite directions so you had to be exceedingly careful not to go the wrong way. You had to be in exactly right place or it just wouldn’t work.
Parked in the Red Lion car park, the Antithetic, the Calculator and Dreamweaver stared at the school. The Calculator checked his calculations again. “Yes, I’m certain. This should work.”
Bessie reported a small scale nuclear warhead had been detected near the school. Mr Phillips cursed.
Ali stopped her mum’s fussing and stepped out of the house, ready to go to Prom.
Mr Phillips dropped his phone and began to run down the tunnel to the lift.
Steven grabbed Sophie’s hand and asked her to dance.
Mr Phillips jumped into the lift, willed it to move faster.
Ali walked to the front of her mum’s car and checked her watch. She hoped she wasn’t going to be late.
In the Cairns Cave, a text buzzed through Mr Phillips’ reading, “Morris, where are you? Our song is playing.”