{"id":3533,"date":"2010-04-14T21:31:25","date_gmt":"2010-04-15T02:31:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3533"},"modified":"2010-04-15T03:20:52","modified_gmt":"2010-04-15T08:20:52","slug":"attic-part-16","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3533","title":{"rendered":"Attic, part 16"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;This is very weird,&#8221; Josh said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Weirder than a six inch tall cigar smoking demon from Brooklyn?&#8221; Jenny asked.<\/p>\n<p>Josh considered this.  &#8220;Yes, I see your point.  But still, what on earth do we do now?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No,&#8221; Mr. Symarian corrected him.  &#8220;Not on Earth, I&#8217;m afraid.  I don&#8217;t believe we are meant to return to Earth &#8212; or what you would call Earth &#8212; until we have completed our mission.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well that&#8217;s just great.  Anybody know how we&#8217;re supposed to do that?&#8221;  Josh looked around at his three companions, but nobody said a word.<\/p>\n<p>Finally Jenny said, &#8220;Anything is better than standing here.  Let&#8217;s go.&#8221;  And with that she started off into the woods.  She didn&#8217;t get very far.  &#8220;Oh my gosh,&#8221; she said, &#8220;This is the thickest forest I&#8217;ve ever seen.  I can&#8217;t get more than a few feet into it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Let me try,&#8221; Josh said, and he started off in a different direction.  Jenny watched in astonishment as he walked right into the woods, as though taking a stroll in the park. &#8220;Hey, this isn&#8217;t so hard,&#8221; he said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sid looked at Mr. Symarian.  &#8220;Kid&#8217;s a pathfinder.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;A what-finder?&#8221;  Josh looked confused.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Our little friend is trying to say,&#8221; their teacher explained, &#8220;that you always go in the right direction.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Wait a second,&#8221; Josh looked suspicious.  &#8220;What happens if I go in a different direction?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Look kid, listen to your teacher,&#8221; Sid said.  &#8220;Doesn&#8217;t matter which way you go.  It&#8217;s always the way the path goes.  Yeah sure, you can try to change it up, but that&#8217;s where the path&#8217;ll be.  Like I said, you&#8217;re a pathfinder.  Do I gotta spell it out for you?  You &#8212; find &#8212; paths.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Josh,&#8221; Jenny said, &#8220;Don&#8217;t argue with them.  Just walk.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Shrugging his shoulders Josh plunged once more into the brush.  Jenny followed, and Mr. Symarian followed her.  &#8220;Hey!&#8221; Sid shouted.  &#8220;What about yours truly here?  What am I, chopped liver?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Um,&#8221; Jenny said, &#8220;Can&#8217;t you just fly?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Sid fanned one of his wings, eyeing it critically.  &#8220;Nothin&#8217; doing.  The wings&#8217;re strictly vestigial.  They make me look pretty though, don&#8217;t they?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Before they could say anything in reply, Mr. Symarian had scooped the little demon up and deposited him on one shoulder.  &#8220;I suggest we refrain from dawdling,&#8221; he said.  &#8220;These spells usually contain an element of time.  If we do not move with alacrity, I&#8217;m afraid we could become permanently mired in this dimension.  And then things might become most unpleasant.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And with that, they plunged onward.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;This is very weird,&#8221; Josh said. &#8220;Weirder than a six inch tall cigar smoking demon from Brooklyn?&#8221; Jenny asked. Josh considered this. &#8220;Yes, I see your point. But still, what on earth do we do now?&#8221; &#8220;No,&#8221; Mr. Symarian corrected him. &#8220;Not on Earth, I&#8217;m afraid. I don&#8217;t believe we are meant to return to &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3533\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Attic, part 16&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3533"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3533"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3533\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3539,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3533\/revisions\/3539"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3533"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3533"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3533"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}