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The Prierium Saga
It was an unusually warm April day at Henry Eyring
University. Jenny was sitting in her
math class struggling to concentrate. It
was a beautiful day and she could see students sitting on the lawns outside
through the classroom window. How she
wished she could just enjoy the sunshine!
As if that wasn't enough of a reason to be distracted, Jenny was
graduating at the end of next week and this was her last lecture before final
exams. “I wish I hadn't put off taking
this stupid math class until now,” Jenny muttered under her breath. “I just
want to get my degree and start making some money.”
Even though it felt like an eternity to Jenny, the
math lecture did eventually end. The
professor was giving the students last minute advice for the final, but Jenny didn't
care. She quickly made her way to the
exit and started on her way home.
She decided to change things up a little, since it
was such a nice day, and walk home down the hill on the south side of
campus. On her way down the hill,
however, she noticed someone that stood out just a little bit. Jenny had never had a reason to be afraid of
anything or anyone, so she walked right up to him and noticed a strange device
in his hand.
“What's that?” she asked.
“The best word to describe it is a radio, but that's
not quite it. You are very curious; do I
know you?” he replied rather sternly.
“I'm Jenny.
You're very curious yourself, dressing like a detective with such a warm
overcoat on a hot day like today. What's
your name?”
“Well, little girl,” the stranger started
out. That's how he saw her, even though
she was in her early twenties. “I'll
have you know that what you call an overcoat is not just an ordinary overcoat.”
“What is it then?
It's not some sort of invisibility cloak, like in Harry Potter, is it?”
“No, it's nothing like Harry Potter. We stopped using magic a long time ago, after
we discovered prierium.”
“Prierium?
Is that like an element? Are you
some sort of chemist?”
“Well, I'm not so much of a chemist as I am a...,”
the stranger began, interrupted by Jenny's high-pitched voice.
“And who's we?
Are you part of some organization?”
“Fine, I'm part of the local chemists' union,” he
replied in the hopes that she would let him get back to his search. But the stranger underestimated Jenny's
persistence.
“Look, mister,” said Jenny in a very serious tone,
characteristic of a person with her high level of self-confidence, “I don't
know who you think you are, but you can't just creep around a university
campus, looking super-weird, and acting very suspicious with explaining
yourself to me.”
“And who put you in charge of the universe, little
girl? Are you the weird police?”
“The weird police,” Jenny thought to herself. “That would make an awesome band name.” She then replied aloud, “No, are you, Mr. McWeirdpants? You're weird enough to be the captain of the weird police!”
“The weird police,” Jenny thought to herself. “That would make an awesome band name.” She then replied aloud, “No, are you, Mr. McWeirdpants? You're weird enough to be the captain of the weird police!”
The stranger in the not-magic overcoat began to
walk away. “I've really got a job to do,
so if you'd leave me alone with my weirdness, that would be wonderful, little
girl.”
Jenny had to run a little bit to catch up to
him. “Would you quit calling me a little
girl!?” she yelled, almost at the top of her lungs, loud enough for people
walking past to stare at them. She
lowered her voice a little and said very sternly, “I'm twenty-one. That hardly qualifies as little anywhere in
the known universe. Plus, I'm getting my
bachelor's degree next week.”
“Oh, so you think you're smart, little girl?”
Jenny's eyes glared back at the stranger. “No, I
know I'm smart!”
“What are you studying again? Some soft science I
bet,” he quipped.
“Psychology,” she asserted.
“Like I said, a soft science. Not smart.
Goodbye, little girl.”
The stranger turned around and went on his
way. About a block later, he realized he
was being followed.
“You know,” Jenny called out, “I'm just going to
follow you around until you tell me what you're up to.”
Jenny was still right behind him.
“Okay, little girl. If I tell you what I'm up to will you leave
me alone?”
“Maybe. It
depends on what you're doing.”
“Fine. I'm looking
for things that are out of place and unexplained. Prierium usually has that affect on
humans. Have you seen anything out of
the ordinary lately?”
“No, but...”
“That settles it then. Your stubborn streak and thick-headed nature
will be entirely useless to me, little girl.”
“Would you let me finish?” cried Jenny. “I haven't seen anything unusual, but
I heard that the police were having a hard time finding the cause of a fire at
the university pool. The pool has been
closed for a week or so until they determine if the pool is safe.”
“An unexplained fire? Well, little girl, maybe you and your
psychology degree will come in useful after all. At the very least you know how to think. I'll make you a deal. You can come with me to the pool and help me
investigate, but after that you leave me alone.
That means no following, no stalking, no acknowledging that I was even
here. Deal?”
“Deal… for now,” Jenny smiled.
To be continued...
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