
Part Four
Muddled and confused, Grey Eyed Girl stumbled, fell, and crawled through dense roots and crowded trees. She was lost now, in more ways than one. Four days passed and her familiar tribal village was still nowhere to be seen. The first tear echoing a loss of hope was ready to begin its trek down her cheek when she saw the large rocks. Unlike anything she had seen before, these rocks were laid one upon another creating a huge design that she doubted mortal hands could have constructed. One figure in a long red robe stood in front of the structure and stared in her direction, That was when she noticed that she was surrounded.
Due to state of the art translation technology supplied by Google and Microsoft, the following can now be understood despite the fact that this language is dead and there were no MP3 voice recorders back then;
“Where am I?”, said, Grey Eyed Girl. “The Temple of the red and yellow dot that rises and falls and then leaves us feeling really, really lonely in the dark for about 10 hours like a married couple that doesn’t love each other anymore only to show back up the next day like the previous night didn’t matter as if we are just supposed to move on.”, muttered the man in the robe.
“I mean, what about OUR needs, huh?! It isn’t like we couldn’t use the ability to see at night and that big white dot in the sky is relatively impotent on the whole light issue. Sure, the other side of this flat disk might need some light too, but they are upside down which makes them inferior…but I digress. WHO ARE YOU?”
This was the first time in her life that she realized that she had no name. “I don’t know”, she said shakily, realizing she hadn’t eaten since the last prehistoric jungle coconut she had found 2 days ago. “Do you have a tribe?” the man asked, noticing how weak she looked. She looked down at the dried blood on her hands and softly said, “I am not sure anymore.”
The man in the robe, sensing how scared she was, stuffed a dollar bill in her durable leopard skin panties (made from REAL leopard) and then exclaimed to every other robed figure around, “We have a new family member now. We shall call her Onna Bugeisha, who once was lost, but is now found.”
As the group cheered and welcomed their new arrival, the man in the red robe turned to her and said calmly, “Unfortunately, you have to pass three trials first…oh, and call me Bob.”…