Book 5: Chapter 67: Perpetrator
Bill
January 2345
Skippyland
Iwas on Ragnarök, overseeing the release of a flock of barn owls, when I received an invitation from Hugh to visit in VR. That was a surprise. Last time I’d talked to Hugh, the Skippies were still in lockdown while they tried to figure out the whole business with the Snark II. The message gave no indication of what had changed, but it did suggest some urgency, since it came with a token for the current date and time.
Well, the barn owls had all taken off for the horizon without smacking into any trees, so I probably wasn’t going to be needed here for a while. I racked my manny, returned to VR, and activated the token.
Instead of the usual vestibule, I found myself in what seemed to be the Skippy version of a meeting room. Wow. A direct translation to interior spaces implied a whole lot more urgency. This was absolutely about to get interesting.
Several Skippies, including Fearless Leader, turned to face me as I materialized. A single Skippy on a chair in the middle of the group looked up but otherwise didn’t move. I examined the scene and realized the seated Skippy was less the guest of honor and more like surrounded.
Hugh stepped forward, taking up the metaphorical conversational baton. “Hey, Bill, glad you could make it. We have some interesting news.”
“Interesting good or interesting bad?” I asked.