I came to sooner than usual this time, my bike was just settling to the ground as I regained consciousness.
Looking around, I seemed to be in the courtyard of a well kept castle, tall walls on three sides and the main keep on the fourth. Judging by the way the light was illuminating the side of the towers, it was either shortly after dawn or almost sunset.
A beep from the console let me know that the GPS system had aquired a signal and was determining my location. Probably somewhere in Euro-, wait, Manhatten? And according to the altimeter, I'm pretty high up too.
Spotting a set of stairs leading to the top of the wall near the main structure, I decided to get a better look around. Once I reached the top I could see that I was indeed in Manhatten, with the rapidly sun setting behind the many towers of New York. Appearantly, some rich eccentric had either built or transplanted a castle on top of a skyscraper. Several large and lifelike statues were perched at various points around the walls and towers, I was currently standing between a pair of them.
A sound drew my attention, turning I saw a woman coming through a doorway not too far away. She was fairly attractive, dark skin, long dark hair, wearing a red jacket overa black shirt and jeans.
She was also quite surprised to see me.
"Who are you and how did you get up here." she demanded, her hand darting into her jacket, probably resting on the butt of a pistol, but at least she didn't draw yet. Maybe she's part of the tower's security force? It would explain the look of mingled surprise and concern on her face.
Raising my hands, I was about to answer when there was a sudden cracking sound from either side of me, followed by roars as the stone statues shattered to reveal living flesh. For a moment I wondered if my improbability field had gone into overdrive, but then I registered the same thing happening elsewhere around the castle and the look of resignation on the guardwoman's face. She wasn't surprised by this.
With the the three near me being rapidly reinforced as more of the creatures flew over to my position, there was only one thing that I could think to say.
"I knew I shoulda taken that left turn at Albuquerque!"
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"I've always wanted to be somebody, but I should have been more specific." - George Carlin
Looking around, I seemed to be in the courtyard of a well kept castle, tall walls on three sides and the main keep on the fourth. Judging by the way the light was illuminating the side of the towers, it was either shortly after dawn or almost sunset.
A beep from the console let me know that the GPS system had aquired a signal and was determining my location. Probably somewhere in Euro-, wait, Manhatten? And according to the altimeter, I'm pretty high up too.
Spotting a set of stairs leading to the top of the wall near the main structure, I decided to get a better look around. Once I reached the top I could see that I was indeed in Manhatten, with the rapidly sun setting behind the many towers of New York. Appearantly, some rich eccentric had either built or transplanted a castle on top of a skyscraper. Several large and lifelike statues were perched at various points around the walls and towers, I was currently standing between a pair of them.
A sound drew my attention, turning I saw a woman coming through a doorway not too far away. She was fairly attractive, dark skin, long dark hair, wearing a red jacket overa black shirt and jeans.
She was also quite surprised to see me.
"Who are you and how did you get up here." she demanded, her hand darting into her jacket, probably resting on the butt of a pistol, but at least she didn't draw yet. Maybe she's part of the tower's security force? It would explain the look of mingled surprise and concern on her face.
Raising my hands, I was about to answer when there was a sudden cracking sound from either side of me, followed by roars as the stone statues shattered to reveal living flesh. For a moment I wondered if my improbability field had gone into overdrive, but then I registered the same thing happening elsewhere around the castle and the look of resignation on the guardwoman's face. She wasn't surprised by this.
With the the three near me being rapidly reinforced as more of the creatures flew over to my position, there was only one thing that I could think to say.
"I knew I shoulda taken that left turn at Albuquerque!"
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"I've always wanted to be somebody, but I should have been more specific." - George Carlin