《Bounty Cats》Book Three: Chapter 10
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Rei faced another house inside a large blue room. It was a one-story tall house-sized hut with a hay rooftop and cobblestone walls. Two open windows and one wooden door that didn't match the primitive structure. "What’s inside that caveman house?"
"Hehehe, I will not spoil the surprise," said the Cheshire Cat's voice. "But here is your goal. Find the crying baby inside, and do not lose your head."
Rei almost choked after what she heard. Don't lose your head? Is the Queen of Hearts inside?
To calm down her fear, Rei switched her vision to x-ray while gazing at the structure. Inside, the room appeared to be a kitchen throughout the hut. It has one table, a cooking counter near a stove, and vegetables hanging from the wall. A tall humanoid robot in a chef outfit stood over the counter, holding a large kitchen knife. Another robot sat on a rocking chair near the far corner, wearing a raggy victoria dress and a Hennin hat, shaped with two pointy cones on her large head. Ten mini gas tanks filled with capsaicin chemicals were hidden in the ceiling.
Capsaicin was a basic ingredient for pepper sprays. Whatever they were for, they must be the traps to make Rei miserable. But the only way out was moving forward.
Rei approached the door and checked the inside again for the baby. She found something wrapped in a towel on the robot woman's lap, cradled in her arms. That should be the infant, which could be a prop. A real baby wouldn't last inside a puzzle trap.
After taking a deep breath, Rei pushed the door open and walked inside, keeping her pointy ears wide open. With her normal vision on, she could clearly see the single room wasn’t a kitchen completely. On the right side were the living room space with a carpeted floor and one piece of furniture where the robot woman sat with the baby. The kitchen was on the left side with a clean wooden floor and a window over the cooking counter.
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The hanging vegetables were garlic, filling the entire room with a strong acrid stench. If anyone lived inside the hut, how could they handle the overwhelming garlic smell?
Rei stepped forward until the door slammed shut. The ceiling hissed, releasing a greenish yellow mist around Rei.
One sniff burned her nostrils and choked her throat. She coughed and covered her face.
This is worse than pepper spray!
Her eyes watered, but they didn't burn since they were artificial. Rei would go blind if her eyes weren't cybernetic.
Suddenly, a ceramic plate flew toward Rei’s face. She ducked and heard the dish break behind her.
The robot cook threw more dishes toward her and knives. Rei took cover under the table to avoid the flying kitchenware.
As the food and knives rained over the table, the robotic Victorian old woman spanked the doll's rear. Her eyes fared red, revealing the white peeling plastic down her metal skull face. She chattered her white teeth as she spoke some kind of poem through her broken mechanical voice.
Speak roughly to your little boy
And beat him when he sneezes
He only does it to annoy
Because he knows it teases.
I speak severely to my boy
I beat him when he sneezes
For he can thoroughly enjoy
The pepper when he pleases.
Rei couldn't understand what the mechanism was saying, not while the strong toxic pepper stench clouded her nose. But why should she care?
If she stayed under the table longer, she would surely die from suffocation. But if she moved from her cover, the other mechanical abomination would attack her. Despite the stakes, the doll baby was close to her reach. One quick move was all she needed.
Rei crawled out and dashed to the woman, but something shark pieced behind her lower leg. She fell to the floor and cried, feeling the pain burn through her leg. A fork stuck through her bleeding wound.
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She pulled it out, hissing through her fangs. The cook robot charged toward her, holding up two sharp kitchen knives. His eyes glowed her red too and his creepy lipless mouth on his metal skull face curled up like a smile. More terrifying than the old robot lady, hitting the squeaking baby doll.
With a roar, Rei shot her foot into the robot’s chest, knocking him to the floor. On her feet, she approached the lady robot and grabbed the doll from her arms. The machine only repeated her strange ryhmical speech.
Speak roughly to your little boy
And beat him when he sneezes
He only does it to annoy
Because he knows it teases.
I speak severely to my boy
I beat him when he sneezes
For he can thoroughly enjoy
The pepper when he pleases.
Before the robot cook rose, Rei raced to the back door and kicked it open. Fresh air cleansed her senses as she got the hell out of the house.
She breathed slowly and glanced at the house. None of the machines stepped out to attack her. Only the noises turned off since she escaped.
After her recovery, Rei unwrapped the towel off the baby. She gasped when she saw the doll’s face. It was a pig’s head on a plastic naked baby doll toy. The pig head was fake too with a creepy grin. When Rei squeezed it, the pig screamed a squeak. What a creepy prop, just like the skeleton machines in the house.
“You may drop the baby and proceed,” the Chesire Cat’s voice echoed. “You are doing well, my Alice.”
Rei checked her wound, which still bleeded from four holes. If she continued, she might pass out before she could solve the next pointless puzzle.
She tore a cloth off her skirt and wrapped it around her wound. It should keep her wound from bleeding for a while.
“Before I go, tell me what you have against Mr.Dreams,” Rei ordered. “You promised me after I survived your trap.”
The Cheshire Cat laughed. “Oooooooooooh my little sweet Alice… Your mind is very fresh." He clicked through the speaker. "Do you know how Mr.Dreams got the park?"
"No." Rei kept her ears open, ready to hear her answer.
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