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Dante
After a while we fall into the water, just in front of the ship. I yell at the ship to hopefully get the attention of someone so we don't drown here. "Hey! Can we get some
help!" I shout as loud as I can. Unfortunately, I realize, they cannot understand me. A young man leans over and scans the area. "What's with that train sound? And ticking? Paul is this another dumb prank?" Curse this clock head. Ishmael swims up next to me and screams, "Over here! We're stranded and need help!" The young man looks down at us finally and says "Oh shit, uh, lemme get a rope hold on." Then he runs off. Hopefully he'll come back with that rope.
Ishmael turns to me and speaks up, "So, what exactly are we going to do after? How the hell are we going to get back?" Great question, I have no idea. I can't tell her that though. I respond, "Uh, don't worry I have a plan." No I don't. The look on her face shows doubt of my obvious lie, but she doesn't push further. The young man returns with the rope and slings it over the side of the boat. Don Quixote scrambles to get on first, then Ishmael, and finally I climb onto the deck. Finally, solid ground beneath my feet. "How'd you guys even get stranded in the middle of the lake?" The young man asks. Before I can respond, Ishmael interjects, "It's a long story, don't worry about it." Saying that is a lot easier than explaining how we fell from a door in the sky, I suppose. It makes us look really suspicious though.
"Welp, name's Jim, nice to meet you all." He says while extending his hand. I shake it, "I'm Dante, this is Don Quixote, and this is Ishmael." I respond. Jim looks very confused, "Uh, can this clock guy speak English?" He looks towards Ishmael and Don Quixote. Don Quixote responds, "Unfortunately, our Manager Esquire can only speak in ticks and tocks. We can understand them so we shalt translate. Manager Esquire says thee can call them Dante, me Don Quixote, and this one Ishmael."
"Uh, okay then, sure." Jim responds. He's definitely weirded out by us, what an awful first impression. "We're heading back to U-Corp so you guys can tag along till then."