A Chariot Fit for Adventure, Part 2
Without giving Sam any explanation on how he resisted the urge to attack the hero despite the Mark of Hector placed upon him, Mr. Marsday quickly and eagerly ushered his guests into the section of the Marsday Facility that he called his “Garage.”
“Isn’t she lovely?” Mr. Marsday asked in an infatuated tone. “Isn’t she wonderful?”
While he gazed at the vehicle Mr. Marsday built for their journey into Hades, Sam’s worries about sudden vampire attacks disappeared from his mind for shock and awe had pushed that problem aside. It didn’t matter that they knew very little about their new host apart from his name. All that mattered right now was the war machine parked on the garage’s central platform.
“Say hello to the Argo VII two-point-oh,” Mr. Marsday clapped.
Sam’s appropriate response was, “Holy Zeus.”
The Argo VII retained its sleek school bus body with its matte black finish, although it looked nothing like any bus Sam had ever seen or one that he’d want kids to ride in.