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“Oppa Gangnam style!”

Ran waved his hand enthusiastically over his head as though he was holding an invisible lasso. The rest of the crew mimicked him exactly. This feels epic. Absolutely mind blowing! The Nowherians really know how to have fun. What should they do next?

“Oppa…”

Captain Not Aki said "We've reached the port, guys. You'll be jumping off the ship, so put these on. They're really simple to use and I'll be heading down with you, so don't worry."

“… Gangnam style…?”

Everything came to an abrupt halt as the crew scrambled back to their positions. People shouted to one another while others ran around like lost ants. The hatless gentleman could barely hear anyone else over the din. He stared as he received his parachute from the captain. He laughed nervously, but Japhet was dead serious.

“Can we –”

Negotiate? Reconsider? Get a medical checkup? Write a will? All those words remained stuck on his tongue as he was dragged off by his assigned partner. He stared at Lesley as she led him up the railing. He blinked slowly. He barely noticed that he didn’t have his hat and coat on.

Lesley said "1, 2.....3!"

“AHHHHH!”

Ran yelled till he was out of breath! Then he smiled. The shouting made the whole thing feel heaps better. It was like yelling when you ride an insane roller coaster or the tomahawk. The Asian man spread out his arms and closed his eyes. Might as well enjoy this feeling while it lasts….

Rider Nympha said “WATCH OUT!”

His eyes flew open. The human tried his best to swim away, but there was no escaping. Ran winced as he crashed headlong into a Nobody. His cane slipped from his hand. Despite the woman trying to grab onto his arm, the man continued panicking. He was going to die!

Rider Nympha said “Stop. STOP! You will rock the bike.”

He flailed about helplessly as he tried his best to grab onto something. Somehow his gloved hand wrapped around the handle of the hovering vehicle as he fell off a second time, and sudden shift in weight caused the bike to tilt sideways. The poor rider screamed as she was sent hurtling off her own bike. All her groceries – loaves of bread, bottles of milk, fruits and vegetables of different colors and even a cake – spilled out from the basket mounted over the headlight at the front of the motorcycle. Ran stared helplessly as the woman and her purchases disappeared through the clouds directly below him. The last to pass through the clouds was the watermelon. He felt guilty surfacing from somewhere deep within, but his rational mind fought back. He took a couple of deep breaths. There was not much he could do at the moment, but throwing the woman a lifeline was better than nothing. At least he would have sometime to pull himself together. Ran shrugged off his parachute and tossed it as hard as he could in the rider's direction. He prayed it would reach her in time.

Niran gripped the handle with his other hand as well, and pulled himself up the overturned bike. He twisted and turned till he was seated down or in this case sideways. The motorcycle definitely was still running given that he was hovering in mid-air. He swallowed and twisted the right handle experimentally. He heard the bike rev up. Even before he can compose himself, the crazy vehicle shot forward. The momentum caused the vehicle to right itself once more. Ran looked around as he heard steam whistles, multiple bells and several horn toots. The last place he looked was straight ahead.

“GOD!”

He twisted the handles downwards and tried to lift the front of the bike. Up … up… up! It better go up or he was going to run straight into that bus-train thing coming straight at him. The hovering motorcycle shot straight up into the air at a ninety degree angle. The screaming bells and steam whistles grew softer and an the tooting of the horn became nothing more than a squeak as the craft continued on its way at a breakneck speed. Ran kept his seat, miraculously, but he still had no idea how to control this runaway contraption. He tried finding the clutch. However he tilted too far to left and the bike sped off in that direction.

Ran thought he heard someone yelling his name. He squinted. The clouds were obscuring whatever was in front of... his heart skipped another beat. He swerved to the right at the last second. The back wheel scrapped against the hull of the airship. The sound of metal scrapping against metal set his teeth on edge. He drew his legs closer to his body as he felt the hot sparks kiss his cheek and nose. The friction caused the bike to come to stop. It wobbled violently before falling flat on its side once more. The bottom of the bike was kissing the side of the airship. The poor illustrator kept very still till the ringing in his ears subsided. Occasionally he leaned in the opposite direction so that he won’t slip off the vehicle. When everything was quiet again, he craned his head up, and he smiled. There were two familiar faces. One of them was Toby! If he didn’t remember wrongly the orange haired girl had to be Riley. Ace was the red head.

“Hey Riley, Toby! Can you give me a hand? Not sure if it’s too late to save … her.”

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