NOVEL NEXT Chapter 27: Driving is nice
The child could see a void, peaceful... Never changing. Being unconscious was comfortable, no thought, no vision. Just peace...
It took a few second before it was interrupted, by the waking of a car engine. He opened his eyes and jumped as he was sitting in a luxurious car.
"So this is level 69?" He asked himself as he looked forward to the foggy road before putting his hands on the steering wheel. This level was truly quiet, it was somewhat annoying. His hand made its way to the radio set of the car, and booted it up, before listening in on what music there was. He thought to himself what he would like to hear. He has never heard of music before except maybe the short intro of the news channel. He wished for something chill that would suit the ride. He scrolled through the channels with the intention of finding what he thought was suitable. And as if it was a command, the last channel glitched into an unknown one going by "Tunes of the Beholder"
'Sick name.' He thought to himself as he listened in on the music which was playing perfectly. As if the music source was his mind itself, clear to perfection.
But there was something missing, someone to vibe with. He wanted to see some joy, even if confusion was fun in most scenarios. Now he wanted to see someone enjoy what he liked...
'Is this socialization?' He thought to himself as he slowly began to drive off. His grip on the steering wheel keeping the car on the road. It was all so smooth. Because he was given the knowledge how to do it.
He moved his head up and down along the rhythm as his head went slowly from side to side. He was enjoying himself, and he didn't need to do much for the car because it was an automatic. He opened the window on his side of the vehicle and enjoyed the cold air which made its way in the vehicle.
After a while, he saw an entity which was nearing, he gave a quick reaction and turned the car right before it stopped a few centimeters away from the entity it was a smiler and it just stood there staring at him. He stuck out the left half of his upper body out the window and smiled. "Come on. We ain't got the whole day for a staring contest." He said as the back doors opened and the entity made its way into the car. The entity was under his effect making it docile towards him. In this state, he could probably tame every entity in the backrooms. And he could. But there is something bothering him slightly, he thought to himself about his "Fight" With Argos. Argos was affected by his command, but was able to stay strong and not submit. He wondered to himself if there are any other entities which can be affected by it and resist submitting to his will. While thinking about the possibility, he was moving the car back and forth slowly turning the car opposite to the starting point. The road was wide, but he didn't want to risk scratching the paint of this beautiful car that he was given.
As he continued driving, his thoughts slowly drifted off as he enjoyed the music, and the entity seemed to share his liking to it. He looked back at it and saw it moving it's head to the rhythm, just like him. He smiled and turned back toward the road and saw a red humanoid standing to the side as if it was waiting.
Same story, he opened the door to the passenger seat and welcomed the entity into joining the vibe. It walked to the side and sat beside him, before closing the door. He got friends to travel with, and he was happy for it. He smiled as the three of them were vibing. The smiler's grin turned into an actually happy one. With his actions he turned the evil grin clear through the eyes, into one of a person who is enjoying themselves.
Even the wretch was smiling, even if it wasn't the most beautiful smile, it was a genuine one.
He thought to himself, what of he made a radio station or a show or sort? Maybe a new level or a sub-layer. He nodded quietly to himself as he no longer vibed with the music as he rest his head in his hand.
He was beginning to get bored by the second, so he thought of a way to spice things up. A smile appeared on his face as the radio changed into something more aggressive in a way. He began to speed up reaching 120 km/h.
If anything came his way, he was pretty sure that thing is getting fling over the wall on his right. And as he thought of it, hordes of smilers and wretches appeared out of nowhere. The thing was they were all in the middle of the highway, He didn't had much of time to react. So he attempted to turn the car around with quick movements he was drifting, but the car didn't stop instead it tipped over and was sent on its side, before on its back, which caused it to jump because of the kinetic energy. This was bringing him motion sickness? Maybe? He was just disoriented, but once the car was on its wheels he realized what stunt he just performed, And so with the last bit of kinetic energy which was still keeping them in motion, he quickly turned the car away from the horde which was now following them, and quickly began driving forward. He believed that this was over and that he wouldn't have to perform crazy stunts like that again, even though he enjoyed the rush.
He drove for quite a while with out doing much, he enjoyed the music that the radio played. He was able to recognize the instruments that were used to make this masterpiece. He smiled, even though he felt somewhat bored, he knew what he was missing. A bit of refreshment, in the frontrooms. As the car entered a tunnel, he decided to go to the frontrooms after he leaves this level. And so as he saw the light at the end of the tunnel he saw that his car was beginning to catch on fire. "No!" He said as he glitched the fire into nothingness, saving his car from a possible explosion. After that, the car passed through, and he was back at level 11. He slowly stopped as he opened his door and stood up, before feeling a warm disgusting feeling on his thighs. It was the royal rations he forgot about. He pulled the squeezed pieces out of his pocket by noclipping the whole thing out, somewhat cleaning his pants and reformed them back into small cubes.
Now he didn't know where to put them. Perhaps he can give them away to the people in the frontrooms.
Perhaps give them away. "Yuck" He didn't like the idea of feeding them jell he was just sitting on. He didn't even want them anymore. Maybe if he cleaned them he would actually agree to eat some. He remembered about the almond water he had, so he opened a bottle and soaked the pieces. After draining half of the bottle he felt more confident in eating one, but it was still warm... Warm jelly.
He wanted to find something that would let him cool the pieces off, But he didn't know where exactly.