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Eddie "Chase" Molloy was on his way to Atlantis, he thought, when the chain fell off his bicycle and he crashed into the side of a building. Perhaps he had once again been sabotaged by his Soup Line rival, the wily Giovanni Qobras, haberdasher and displayer of the town's finest coat spoons, if you believed what he himself, Giovanni that is, said, which Molloy didn't, or not entirely, or didn't want to. After picking himself off the ground, unsure if he maintained consciousness, Molloy went about assorting the items in his pockets, making sure that he didn't lose anything more than he normally would, if this accident hadn't of happened, though it did of course, at least that's what his throbbing joints were telling him. Ah yes, the map to Atlantis. It was more of a general guide, really, and he wasn't sure what Atlantis was or why he needed to go there and in fact from his other pocket he produced a grocery list making it equally likely that he was on his way to Food Lion, and when a third pocket produced a Library card, he had no choice but to admit that his destination was clearly in question. However, from his fourth pocket he produced the Hallowed Cross Fragment of Longinus, supposedly a fragment from the actual cross on which we quickly sacrificed our Lord and savior, so he could etc. etc. This had something to do with Atlantis, Molloy thought, and perhaps Giovanni really wanted to get it back, seeing as how it might have been his to begin with. But who could say for sure. In fact, as an agnostic, he scarcely believed in the Fragment, much less its origin, though the welt on his abdomen from where it had been jammed against his side offered fairly convincing evidence of both the material existence of the fragment and the nature of the world as in need of redemption.
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Ah Yes. Not unlike, "More Pricks than Kicks on Route 66", in which Belacqua Shuah is run down by a car driven by a lobster.
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