Our eyes did not deceive us. Deflated rings bearing inactive runes formed a blockade, a dam where only a few streams managed to squeeze through gaps. And what lay on the other side was anybody's business.
'What happened to them all, Butland?'
He shook his head. 'I've heard of the occasional runaway float being caught upon the Lazy River's rock-filled weir, but never so many at once. Something must have happened to the last people to come this way.'
'I'm sure it's nothing sinister,' Calvin added while inspecting his ringing bracelet. 'Oh, would you look at that? Rac and Maya need me back onboard. Could you open a portal?'
'But, you'll miss out on all of this.'
The kid shrugged. 'You know, I love a good adventure, but whatever Rac wants must be important, or he wouldn't try to call.'
I couldn't argue with that, so I did as Calvin asked and watched as he disappeared into a short-lived rift. 'I want to agree with Calvin, but-'
