Another Path (WT)

North

Josh and Samantha, and their two new followers, went on, towards the mountains.

As they travelled, he tried to get more information from the Greens, as they called themselves, apparently their names weren't written in the Memories, but to no avail. They were almost as confused as he was, even though the memories of how, and why, he was there, had returned.

Somewhere about noon, as best as he could judge it, as they were sitting on the Green taking a rest, there was an explosion of purple.

"He still lives, our hero!" The Narrator announced, to whomever he spoke to. "And somehow he has gained new followers, pathetic examples of beings who have surrendered to the Green."

"Please go away," Josh said.

Samantha looked up, a puzzled expression on her face. "What?"

"The Narrator is back," he replied, gesturing, although he was fairly sure she couldn't see the man.

"And our hero remembers, finally!" the Narrator announced. "Perhaps he will survive this place after all! Perhaps, once again, we shall have something interesting to view, rather than this dull place. Perhaps he will, against the odds, escape!"

"Please stop saying perhaps," Josh moaned.

The Narrator ignored him, and unusually, glanced down and to the side, and Josh had the impression he was looking at something he couldn't see.

"Indeed!" the narrator went on. "The odds of imminent death have been slashed! This isn't over yet! The mountains beckon! And of course, the path to the Dark Valley isn't entirely clear!"

"What's he saying?" Samantha asked, just as the odd fellow vanished.

"Some good, some not," he replied, looking up at the sun, which had just swerved to the right. "Come on, I really want to get out of this place."

"I totally agree," she said.

Picking up their bags, they carried on. The hills, to what Josh had decided to call north, were getting closer at least, although he didn't think they would make it before nightfall, which meant another memory loss.

"What if one of us stayed awake?" he asked Samantha.

"You won't," the female Green interjected. "You will always fall asleep. It is the Green."

Samantha shrugged. "Voice of experience there."

"Bah," Josh said, and plodded onwards.

His prediction came true, as the sun slowly sunk towards the horizon, long before they arrived at the hills.

"I think we should write a new note," he said to Samantha.

"I think our friends are already on the job." She pointed at the two surviving Greens, who were busy scribbling in their book of memories.

"Even so," he said, and then paused, looking at her.

"What?" she asked.

"You remember our... kiss?"

Samamtha sighed, and then gave him a smile. "I wondered if you would remember that."

"It's etched into my memory, even here," he said.

"And as I said then, let's get out of here first." She pinched his cheek. "For an all powerful saviour, you do have a certain cuteness."

"How many all powerful saviours have you met?" he asked, which, at least, made her laugh.

oOo

He woke up laying on a sheet. To his left, snoring slightly, was an attractive woman. To his right, and a little way away, another woman, who looked like she was being slowly taken over by a plant, was also asleep. Beyond her, a large green being was slumped over a cart.