His thoughts are excited as he breaks the surface, his heart beating with anticipation. Suddenly, a blast of frigid air greets him. Something is not quite right it seems, the object of his affection doesn't live in a cold climate. He peeks his head through the floor and lookas around in amazement.
The entire room is made out of ice. A true to life igloo, he sudenly realizes. Mounds of discarded textbooks litter the floor, obviously underused. There is no light save the light from a computer screen sitting at the desk. The light is dim, but more than enough to make out a figure sitting before the screen. A most disturbing figure.
A young man is sitting there, eyes vacant, fingers flying across the keyboard.Upon the figures head there is a paper crown, cutout unevenly and stapled together, with the words "King of Spam" written in crayon. A towel is tied around the figures neck, no doubt a royal cape. The figure is only clad otherwise in a huge diaper...no, wait....it is a loinclothe!!!! Even more disturbing is the huge novelty beard that is superglued to the figures face. Suddenly, the figure begins to rock back and forth and speak in backwards Yoda talk, muttering and addressing himself as I Sage. Damn his information, this isn't his desrtination, this is Aegis's igloo.
BS mumbles curses under his breath about unreliable sources and lowers himself back down the tunnel, just as Aegis tries to levitate from his chair, falling with a none to graceful thud to the floor. Shineing his light on the map, BS see's where he made the wrong turn.
Whistleing happily to himself, he puts the image out of his mind and proceeds to his next destination along the tunnels................................
