11 011: Eat Shit. I Mean Sand.

I haven't been out in a while, but I can't remember the sand dunes to be this annoying. I can't even keep my eyes open, the sand is getting into my fucking eyes.

"I told you to bring goggles!", I yell at Grizz through the thundering of the engine.

"I got one!" he taps the goggles covering his eyes. He coughs a little because he kept his mouth open too long.

If I wouldn't miss him I would've pushed him out of the vehicle. Not that I would ever admit that I could miss this idiot.

I keep my eyes closed and wrap the scarf tighter on my face. It's the only protection I have from the sand and wind. There's no windows on this truck so there's no way this truck can protect us from the sand.

I think of the dream I had and try to make sense of why I could dream of something like that.

Even when I was younger, I don't remember ever thinking about where I came from. I've never dreamt of anything like that, not when I was in my own body. Maybe this body still have some sort of residue from whoever owned it first?

But why did I see myself in that dream? What the hell happened? Was I projecting myself in her dreams?

I know what I want to know when we get to the Stone City, I want to know what the hell happened to my body and if I could get it back.

Was she someone important?

I keep trying to remember the faces of the older male and female in the dream – I guess in the dream they represented her parents. But how do I feel like I know them? Why did I feel something close to sadness when the dream was over?

I never knew my parents so I'm not sure where this sadness is coming from, it's not like I know what I'm missing. No one's ever been family to me – I guess Grizz and my dog were my family.

I remember my dog Glock and I instantly feel pissed. The person who took my dog will pay.

I feel a tingling sensation down my neck, and I sit up.

I feel something coming at us from behind, I'm not sure what but I can tell.

"Go faster, Grizz. We're being followed."

I don't know how I know it but my instincts haven't failed me before. I know when danger is coming my way.

Grizz steps on it and I almost hit my head on the door.

Grizz will not be able to fight while driving this vehicle and I can't possibly do anything if we're attacked. My fight or flight senses is telling me to just make a run for it.

It feels like shit when I need to run, I haven't felt like this before.

I feel the wind hit my face when the first arrow is shot. I duck just in time.

If I was in my old body I could have caught that arrow with my hand. And it's fucking frustrating when I know what to do but can't execute what's in my head.

I bang my hand on the dashboard, "Shit. Grizz, you have to step on it, they're going to ambush us."

Grizz yells, "I'm trying!"

I bite down on my lip to stop from cursing more, I know it doesn't help the situation and Grizz is already panicking.

I shake my head while I think of what we can do.

More arrows are shot and they're targeting Grizz's side of the truck.

Shit.

I think about why we're here and how I've made it this far, so despite my reservations, I concentrate on the Goddess that gave me this second life.

In my head while I try to talk to her: "Hey Goddess, if you would like me to finish my mission, I could use a little help here."

And after a while - nothing.

I hate to beg but I've got no choice, so I try again: "Please."

I don't know how I feel it but I can feel her presence, if I could see her face I'm sure she'd be all pompous and smirking.

Slowly I feel a shift in the air, like the air from the truck is sucked outside.

"Holy shit."

I hear Grizz curse and I open my eyes.

Holy shit is right.

The sand outside and around us is swirling, like we're inside a cyclone or a tornado.

Even with all the sand and wind surrounding us I can still see bits and pieces from outside the cyclone. There are three trucks behind us still shooting their arrows. One of them removes his scarf and I remember him being one of the assassins I saw in the bar when we were there with Murph.

Why the hell are they following us?

The truck slows down so I look at Grizz.

He's checking out the cyclone outside, mesmerized.

"Hey Grizz. Keep going, we're going to be in this until we reach the Stone City I think."

Grizz looks at me, "What the hell is going on?"

I sigh, "I asked for some help. We weren't going to make it out of here alive if I hadn't."

His brow creases, "The Goddess chick?"

I nod.

He composes himself and starts to drive faster, "If you could do that, then you should've asked her to just fly us out there or something. I've got sand in my underwear."

I laugh, "Shut up and drive Grizz."

I looked behind us and the three trucks start to disappear in the distance.

They probably thought we got caught in a sandstorm and died.

I sigh and try to think of how I can go any further without anything in my arsenal. I have nothing to fight with if I need to.

I'm also putting Grizz' life in danger.

I've never been so unsure in my life.

I need to talk to that Goddess lady again, it's impossible to finish this mission without Jace. I can't do this without him.

After a few hours of driving the sand around us start to dissipate and fall to the ground.

When the wind stops, we are in front of the gates of Stone City.

We're here and I can finally get some answers.