I was at practice last night with my bum foot and I’d like to say everything was cool, but it wasn’t. I was probably at 80% and my foot hurt on and off while I skated. As I learned later, what feels okay off skates often doesn’t feel okay on skates, and I found I needed to leave the floor a few times. I finally went off-skates after taking a fall and feeling a pain in my foot that I didn’t like, after while I watched everyone else do blocking and jamming. This is the third time in a row I’ve missed this: I won’t miss a fourth.
Oh, and one of my toe stops came off and I had to put it back on. I am truly derby broken now.
It’s back to racing and I decided to borrow the title of a horror movie as I believe it fits this excerpt. After all, it does seem as if Kerry is being followed by something that he can’t shake–only he didn’t have sex with Annie first. Let’s see what happens:
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)
Kerry knew he wouldn’t have long to wait for that first interval, as he was approaching South Side Slide and would enter The Sweep moments after that. He bit down hard on his mouthguard and pushed his jet ski forward through the series of turns before him.
Kerry was nearly to the start finish line and Professor Semplen contacted him once more. “Kerry, Lisa is right behind Riv coming out of The Sweep. Riv is 3.6 seconds behind you, Lisa is .1 second behind her. Over and out.”
This certainly wasn’t something Kerry wanted to hear and he was more than certain that when he received an update on the interval time between Lisa and him, he’s discover she passed Riv and was now in second place and closing on him.
Which was exactly what happened. “Kerry, Lisa is now in second, 3.6 seconds behind you. Over.”
There wasn’t much for him to do but acknowledge continue moving forward. “Understood. Over and out.”
Kerry leaned over the handlebars of his Class 3 and swung through Graves. He needed to pick up speed, for the nightmare scenario was beginning. He was in first, Lisa was in second, and she was going to race like a mad woman on the fastest track inside the walls of Salem. As he turned onto Gate Pass and flew over the main entrance roadway, he was told her interval was now 2.9 seconds and that their current speeds she would likely catch him by the time they were in The Essess. There was probably less than two minutes left in the race and all Kerry had to do was keep her behind him and the finish line somewhere in front. He knew if he could do that he’d win this race.
He was through Keeper Path and was getting ready to make a left-hand turn into the long switchback leading to Sunrise Bends when a motion in one of his rearview monitors drew his attention—
It was Lisa coming through Keeper Path at what appeared to be a nearly reckless speed. Kerry turned his attention forward and pushed his PAV through the turns at a slightly higher rate of speed than he had taken them the first three times.
He made it through Sunrise Bends with no difficulty and opened up his Class 3 as he approached the semi-straightaway that led through The Narrows. Even though The Essess were approaching, he couldn’t help but glance at his rearview monitors. Lisa was there and he could tell that she was gaining on him slowly. A quick estimation of her closing speed had him suspecting that she be within a second of him by the time he reached Polar Jump, and the moment he swung through Northwest Passage she be close enough to make an attempt on passing him in West End.
He was going to do everything he could to make certain that didn’t happen.
Always the logical racer, Kerry’s doing the maths in his head as he’s pushing his jet ski onward. But he won’t have to worry about calculating times much longer–
Trust me on this.