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Chapter 7 by SquashedFlat SquashedFlat

Which Direction?

Straight!

(Originally by Zucca Xerfantes, edited by Squashedflat)

Samantha slammed into something soft, squishy and smelly...

"HEY!" Georgia hollered, then reached around, grabbing Samantha. "Oh... it's just you. Where the hell'd you get off to?"

Samantha let out a sigh. "I think this maze may be haunted..."

"That's puttin' it generously!" The mare snorted. "At least we're here... let's get this over with."

She knocked on the door of the sunken shack, the sound of crickets audible around them.

"Come in..." A chittering, hissing voice came from within.

Georgia walked in, clearing her throat. "Hey Molly. Got someone here who wanted to find ya'."

"Ssso I see." A voice said in the darkness, two eyes and a wide smile opening into view, before the rest of the rat seemed to fade in. The gigantic, fat black rat wore an old, ratty silk top hat on her head, a bone mask on her face, and her figure was clad in straining black fabric.

Samantha gulped as she stomped up to her, leaning uncomfortably close and examining her intensely. "A law girl... from elsewhere... else.. when? You are from further away than anyone in this little town realizes!" She exclaimed.

"Y-Yes ma'am..." Samantha said. "I'm t-trying to find something. It's a green box with an elastic strap and lots of blinking lights..."

"Yessss... I have it. It's a powerful thing indeed... But you are its rightful owner, yes?" She hissed as she stroked under Samantha's chin.

The wolfess' face reddened as Molly carried on... "M-May I have it back, please...?"

"Perhapsss... I mean to use it, to take a **** on Texas so humiliating that it will resonate throughout time... but this device is beyond my knowledge... You will assist me in using it, and in return, I will show you the full extent of me appreciation..." She whispers as she leans her ten foot tall bulk down, face millimetres from Samantha's, eyes boring right into the time traveler's...

Samantha's heart skipped a beat as she tackled with what to do...

It was against T.E.A. policy to take anyone along on a time travel excursion... but it's certainly an option, and Tex had wronged her...

She could decline and try to explain what's wrong with such a task.

Or she could try snatching the time machine off of Molly and using it immediately...

What's The Plan, Samantha?

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