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record, these two are still boyfriend and girlfriend,” said Gordon. “BLECH.”
    A few trees over, in front of the biggest tree trunk I had ever seen in my life, the monsters stood in a circle with Director Z, quietly reviewing the supplies from Roy’s massive messenger bag and planning out our next move. Director Z saw that I had stood up, and walked toward me with a smile.
    â€œWe’re not sure where we are,” said Nabila. “Director Z’s not sure. Before you passed out, you told Gil you wanted to go into the jungle. So we headed in.”
    â€œHow long ago was that?” I asked.
    â€œTwo days,” said Gordon.
    â€œHow do you know we’re going in the right direction?” I asked.
    Director Z stepped up to us. “Since then,” he said, “you’ve woken up in a feverish panic a few times and pointed in the same direction. You probably don’t even remember doing it. But we’re assuming that, even with Gil’s possession remedy, you know where we should be headed.”
    â€œUgh,” I said. My mouth got dry at the thought of the moldy mushroom taste of Gil’s armpit raisin. “I had almost forgotten that happened. I wonder where that nasty little monkey is.”
    â€œI think he’s been following us,” said Shane.
    Ben raised his eyebrow at Shane.
    â€œI’m pretty sure my barfing scared him off,” I said. “That thing tasted so terrible. What was it, anyway?”
    â€œThat was a rare fungus that can only be grown in the darkest reaches of the deepest, dankest, moistest cave,” replied Director Z.
    â€œThat sort of sounds like Gil’s armpit,” I said. “You just forgot ‘hairiest.’ So what did it do to me? Is that why I slept so long?”
    â€œNo, no, you slept so long because you were finally unhooked from the power that was compelling you to flee south and deep into the jungles of Africa,” said Director Z. “The remedy reduced the intensity of the call you are receiving by adding a protective slime layer between your brain and your skull. It’s a very effective treatment for migraines as well. Now you can talk with us like a normal human being, and we can all figure out together where it is you need to go and why this is happening to you. I, for one, would like to know what . . . or who is calling you so urgently.”
    I looked past the monsters standing in a circle a few trees over and thought,
It’s that way.
    â€œIt’s that way,” I said, pointing confidently.
    â€œWhat makes you think it’s that way?” asked Shane.
    â€œWhat is the ‘it’ in question?” asked Director Z.
    â€œI’m not sure,” I said. “I just know it’s that way.”
    â€œWell, that’s certainly consistent with the direction we’ve been headed in so far,” said Director Z.
    â€œWe can’t just keep going because Chris
thinks
he needs to go in a certain direction,” said Gordon. “What if that armpit raisin scrambled his brain? I need more details. It’s hot. I’m starved. My face is breaking out all over. Look at this zit!” He pointed above his nose. Between his eyes was the biggest zit I had ever seen on anyone from Rio Vista Middle School. “It’s so big, I can look at it cross-eyed. So how long will it be before we get to wherever it is we’re going, and do they have showers?”
    â€œI feel like it’s close,” I said, but I had no idea why.
    â€œWhat about the showers?” asked Nabila. “I could really use one.”
    I thought long and hard about it, but my brain came up empty.
    â€œI don’t know,” I said. “I just know that we need to keep going. I’ve got something really important to take care of.”
    HISSSSSSSSSNO!
    A snake fell out of the branches above Gordon.
    In a flash, Director Z took off his suit coat and whipped the snake