A Mind of Mush

On the night of the 16th of March:

A famous group called The Guardians have returned and continue their control over the world. They own a pot-like object called the Intertarceal and when it was turned on, no one was allowed to talk. There were many followers of this group and James May, Jeremy Clarkson, Richard Hammond and Karl Urban were prominent supporters, though it was rumoured they were actually some of the leaders.

Alex T and I were going to meet Bobbi at the cinemas, but because of the Guardians, like many other things, the theatre had to be secret, so it was deep underground. So deep in fact, that it was common to see magma streams through the passages.
Because of the dangerous circumstances there was a large network of railways and trains to take people around, quickly and quietly.
However, they couldn't stop.
Alex and I walked down steep tunnels to a small and dingy station. The only light was emitting off the magma. Another man was there but he took no notice of us. The train approached and Alex told me to jump onto it when it came past. I was new to the whole thing and was shocked when the man and Alex jumped onto the speeding train.
I took a moment to breathe and prepared myself for the jump. I was starting to regret wearing jandles to the occasion.
I jumped and barely made it onto one of the carriages.
Because of the means people had to board the trains there were no roofs nor walls.
Merely a steel floor.
I caught up with Alex. Soon the train came up to the station we were to jump off to. I managed to do it quite successfully. Of course Alex was much more graceful. We climbed a narrow path, scolding my feet on the way, and came to a large gap in the road. A small canyon rather, with a slow-moving magma river at the bottom. The only way to get across was over a three inch wide piece of rotting wood with the paint peeling. Not that it needed paint in the first place. It was pinned to each side of the canyon by two hardy nails.
Alex power-walked lightly over the plank with a great confidence.
"C'mon Jaz! Hurry up!" Alex was getting impatient.
I steadied my breathing and crouched, planning to crawl along the plank on my hands and knees. I slowly made my way across, gaining splinters in my hands, until I reached the very middle. That was when the plank split, right underneath me.
I yelped.
"Alex! Help!" I cried. My fingers gripped the plank so hard, I cut my palm.
All I could see were her feet as I was too frightened to look up in case it shifted the balance of the plank and I fell. The sad thing was, I heard no reply, nor did I see those feet move. I gripped the plank harder and I could feel the blood trickling down my hand.
Then, the wood around the big, tough nails started to splinter too. The nails were letting go of the beam that held my life!
"AH!" I cried again, and I jumped with all my might to the other side.
I lay on the ground panting.
"Thank you, Alex." I muttered.
"You took your time." Alex miffed.
I shakily stood up and looked behind me.
The plank looked normal again. No crack in the middle, no splinters falling off around the nails. My eyes narrowed. Stupid wood.

Alex and I carried on through those dark tunnels. Finally, we saw Bobbi. She was waiting outside an open doorway, a hole cut into the rock.
My jandles continuously slipped underneath my feet as we went along, and I continued to get scolded by lumps of near-molten rock.
Bobbi looks into the cinema.
"Ooh! It's Karl Urban!" she squealed VERY loudly.
As a high profile celebrity, Karl Urban wouldn't want attention so I hit Bobbi, lightly, on the shoulder to shut her up. However, two young boys lining up had heard her and started whispering excitedly. Suddenly, a huge crowd is around us, all wanting to catch a glimpse of Karl Urban. They were very noisy and talkative. Then someone shushed us all:
"Sssh! The Intertarceal is still in play."
There were a few groans and one person said:
"Stupid Guardians! Why do they have to have an Intertarceal anyway?"
Then all fell silent.
The crowd then suddenly disappeared.
It was quite eerie.
I was all alone.
Karl Urban made his way out of the cinema, towards me. My stomach flipped.
Karl Urban is coming to talk to me!
"You know," he said, "it isn't nice to insult people in public, especially the Guardians."
Oh, he thought I was the one who complained.
"The Guardians aren't that bad once you get to know them so get to know people when you meet them. It's good for you. You should watch a movie."
Righto, but it wasn't me! I wanted to say, but I was too ashamed.
Then he walked away. Talk about getting to know someone when you meet them.

Alex, Bobbi and I made our way back up to the surface to meet up with Andy, EJ and Anoovi. We all sat on the side of a path in a beautiful park, and took out our packed lunches to eat. Bobbi's phone started to ring.
"Oh, Jaz, can you get that?" she asked, with half her body in her pack, looking for her sandwiches.
"Sure," I replied, picking up her phone. It was a nice, new, shiny black BlackBerry. I raised an eyebrow. Rich. The screen showed "mum" was calling. I pressed "answer".
"Hey, it's Jaz," I said into the speaker, "Bob can't take the call 'coz she's rifling through her bag, so I took it. How are you?"
"Oh yes, I'm fine." Bobbi's mum answered. It was unusually squeaky. "How was the movie?"
Something sparked within me. I had forgotten to tell the others.
"OH MY GOSH! Guys!" I shouted, "WE SAW KARL URBAN!"
You can probably see that I was very excited.
"Oh, yes" agreed Bobbi.
"He was in the cinema," I explained, "and he was waiting in line. Then Bobbi shouted: "Look! It's Karl Urban!" and I hit her, lightly, because she was being rude, but these boys heard her and started whispering to each other then this whole gaggle of people were milling around us and they were so noisy and one complained about the Intertarceal, then they all disappeared and then Karl Urban came out and told me off because he thought it was me who had complained and then he also walked away."
I gasped for breath.
"He was scrawnier than I had expected," I said as an after thought.
"Yeah," Bobbi contemplated, "maybe he bulks up before every movie he does."

After our little party I went home. Dad was watching TV. I sit down and watch it with him. Homer Simpson is on the screen. He's playing the Throw-Plunger-And-Go-Get-Beer-And-Doughnut-Before-Anybody-Else-Who-Notices-The-Plunger-Does game. He throws a plunger at his neighbour's window, then gets into his pink sedan and races to the dairy to buy a beer and doughnut. But some fat guy comes out with a beer and doughnut. Homer has lost. Then he drives to Carpet Court and looks at carpets.

Dad then decided to take us all shopping. In the car I then started to tell everyone all about my adventures with Karl Urban but no one was listening. Then dad shushes me.
"The Intertarceal" Dad whispers. I frown.
He drives up to an intersection. There Jeremy Clarkson is waving traffic in the middle. Dad turns right and as we pass him, Clarkson shakes his head disappointingly at me.

On the waterfront, my family decides to ditch me. All alone, I notice Bobbi and EJ. Delighted, I went to join them. They were going to meet Andy. We did, then Andy ditched us and went into some empty shop with a "For Rent" sign on it. Jack C was in there so I don't particularly know what her motive was for going in.
So we walked aimlessly down the path. Then I took my Invisability Cloak out and the three of us hid under it as we sneaked into the Subway Office block.
Through the foyer and into a corrider. The walls are steel grey and the doors look ominous but still, we continue our sneaking, undetered. But, oh dear, we'd hit a dead end. A locked security door stood in our path to Ultimate Sneakiness. What to do? Bobbi and EJ got out from under the cloak and went to the nearby security guard. He didn't think they were naughty trespassers because they were wearing their clever Subway Employee Disguises! They stole his security pass and we went through that locked security door, myself still invisible. We entered this huge library place. A few guards were hanging around.
"Get back under the cloak," I hissed, "You'll get caught!"
But Bobbi and EJ ignored me and well, they didn't get caught anyway.

We walked back out and met up with EJ's parents. They started running around in circles complaining about random stuff and waving their arms vigorously in the air. After a while I noticed EJ was missing.
We all started jumping around and yelling out her name.

Night fell, and I mopingly stumbled onto a beach. EJ was still missing. I watched the navy blue waves lap the stones of the shore. I sighed and started to wander back up the bank when I saw a black shadow. Curiosity overwhelmed me and I went to investigate. It was a big black capsule. I touched it. Suddenly it opened. I jumped back in shock as smoke and faded green light poured out of it. Then EJ fell out and landed on her hands and knees, spluttering and choking, taking in deep, raspy breaths. She looked quite pitiful.
However, instead of feeling concern, I was excited!
"Ooh! You were abducted!" I shouted gleefully.
EJ didn't seem impressed.