"I can't say if there is an exit or not," Mr Jrones said, his arms off the rail and hands in his pocket. "Beyond the assemble line's end....If you can get there before the Metacla gets to you."

It is in one of the scars on my body.

One of which that my magical make-up covers.

"You..." I start but Mr Jrones finishes for me.

"Genius," Mr Jrones said. "That I am. If you try getting out of the assembly line's path by the walls then you'll be in the worst pain possible and it will only end when you die."

Mr Jrones presses a button to a device in his hand.

"And now that little thing is active," Mr Jrones said.

"Am I really that of a loose end you think Metacla can kill me?"

"Rock and Metacla do not work together well," Mr Jrones said. "If you get to the exit then my little pain trigger will fry and leave you be."

I narrow my eyes towards Mr Jrones.

"I accept your challenge," I said.

Mr Jrones smirks raising his brows and his eyes lighten up.

"Then start running," Mr Jrones said.

So I did.

Mr Jrones left through the door with the other people.

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"...Why do you look different?" Loki asks.

"LATER!" I shout, running past Loki. "RUN FOR YOUR LIFE! THERE'S A SEA OF STATUE-FYING WATER HEADED THIS WAY!"

The dream is happening.

"Then why the in the realm of muspelheim are you in the assembly line?" Loki asks.

"LATER!" I shout.

"I'LL RACE YOU TO THE SHORT CUT!" Loki skates past me. "And you have a lot of explaining to do."

"PASS!" I shout back.

I could feel something wet give out beneath my high heels. "Wave one; knocks you down and soaks you in metal." I slipped then land on the floor with my shoulders to the elbows getting wet. The Metacla went through my hair but close enough to my cheeks that they get wet.Damn it, why did this have to happen? Now figure how getting soaked in metacla must be for insects; that must be the death sentence for them. Poor little buggers.

Loki went ahead of me.

"I will!" I shout. "I will explain after I get outta' here!"

"Woooohoo!'" Loki cheers, as he is not-so-much soaked. Generally he is dry.

I am so doomed.

"Wave 2; it hardens over the first layer," Loki slid to the right headed towards a opened gate. "And then it prevents you from moving." I can feel fear pumping through my body. "Wave 3 gets inside through your open mouth. Wave 4; you are not able to move. " Loki flies out, yet I am sent drifting off past the closed gate. "Wave 5; your mouth is sealed.You cannot see;but you can definitely hear. The waves continue and then you're dead after the last five waves.The Metacla soaks through your skin.The last you'll ever see is gray material rushing towards you."

I could see wave two is coming up.

"Emily?" Loki calls. "Emily!"

The Metacla level rose up as it carried me. It seemingly reminds me of swimming in a strong river leading to a waterfall that forcefully is dragging me while trudging my feet in the rocky holes. It reached up to my neck.The darker tint of gray barriers has marked lines each indicating a level the Metacla once had been.Thankfully I still had one layer of Metacla soaking in so the current metacla-body isn't making much of a hassle.

Except to keep my mouth closed.

I understand why I didn't scream in the dream.

My dream was not a dream but a forewarning from this-current-day-future-that-is-present.

I see a path of ice swirl up above the barriers.

The Metacla carried me over to the barriers where I see Loki standing,partially, above.

"Emily!" Loki shouts, grabbing my hand. "I got you!"

Second wave came past me.

"No, you don't." I said, as my fingers feel slick in his hand.

Loki's hand is wrapped around my fingers not the wrist part.

"Don't argue when I do have your hand." Loki said. "I know you better than that."

"I am a Rock Giant." I calmly said, seeing the shock in his eyes.

I can hear the rummaging third wave gaining speed in the distance.

"What do you mean by you're a rock giant?" Loki asks. "You can't be a Rock Giant!"

Oh, I love how Loki is trying to make it seem I am lying about my heritage.

"You know full well what a Rock Giant is," I said.

"But they are only bed time stories," Loki said. "You cannot possibly be a Rock Giant."

"I'll show you after you freeze all the metacla." I said.

Loki frowns.

"Where were you for the past four months?" Loki asks.

"I don't know," I said. "I was out and in control by a machine being a suit of armor." Loki's face change to a 'oh, that explains it' kind of one. "Now freeze the Metacla damn it!"

So that's what Loki did. Loki froze all the Metacla. But the thing is he also froze me. My skin had been soaked in Metacla so getting it off is a matter of some effort or a outrageous amount of ice. I did not see much what happened but I fell into a comforting sleep.