Myth Gods Tech - Omnibus Edition: Science Fiction Meets Greek Mythology In The God Complex Universe
people, locked in like sardines in a
can.
    Where
would I go if she came at me again?
    Where
would I run?
    Is there
a button you can press in an emergency? Yes, there is one over
there. Only three meters away yet so far it might as well be a
hundred. A “break in case of emergency” button, with a warning
below it for facing charges if used inappropriately.
    How
would I convince people it was an emergency if I was the only one
who could see her? The Erinyes, with her angry face and her purple
glowing hair that flowed towards me like it wanted to choke
me?
    I think
I fainted.
    Yeah.
    It must
have been mere seconds but I have no memory of it.
    Duh,
that’s what fainting is!
    I was
held in the corner by Billy, he had pushed my head closer to the
window so I could get some more air.
    I looked
around, people were whispering. A woman gave me her water bottle, I
splashed it on my face.
    “ Take your girl off the heat and the people,” she said to
Billy.
    “ Excellent advice madam, we are getting off now anyway,” he
replied while propping me up.
    I pushed
him away and walked to the door, people were making room for me
despite the crowded space.
    The
doors opened and we walked onto the platform.
    I stood
firm as people rushed out of the metro and went on to their lives.
I opened my legs wider than normal to stabilise myself.
    People
stopped paying attention to me. I wonder what they would do if they
could see what I saw in my mind’s eye?
    “ Are you OK Mahi?”
    “ Fine now.”
    We
stepped outside into the street and breathed in the smell of
piss.

Chapter
16
     
    No seriously, piss.
    Everywhere, like stepping into the world’s largest urinal.
Depending on the wind and the building you were near, the odour
varied. Sometimes it was just a hint, something you pick up and
need to take another sniff to pin-point. Other times it was wet and
think, like the piss from 46 people taking on an averaged urinal
scent.
    I’m not
sure why, but Omonoia, the big plaza smack-dab in the middle of
Athens smells like piss. Take it from me.
    I
pinched my nostrils but then decided it was a bad idea to deny
oxygen to my brain so soon after an actual fainting, so I
mouthbreathed instead.
    Besides,
what kind of lady would walk around pinching her nose?
    I let
Billy lead, due to the fact that I had no frickin idea where we
were going.
    “ It’s not far, two streets west.”
    “ Uh huh.” I decided not to interrupt my mouth-breathing and
for the first time in my life, I had no reply.
    “ It’s funny, so this artist made the Terminator statue out of
spite. He works with metal, right? And he makes sculptures in
abstract shapes. So he made four sculptures out of scrap metal, and
found a way to pull them out on the sidewalk. It was a big
sidewalk, if you see the pictures you’ll understand. Anyway, he
manages to get those half-a-ton sculptures into the street so that
people could see them for free. That was his thing, he wanted that
collection to be free and amongst the people, not out in some
gallery for intellectual assholes. So he places them there, people
like them, dogs pee on them, cyclists lock their bikes on them etc.
And then the garbage collector comes, sees the piles of scrap metal
and calls his partners and they haul them into the landfill. He
thought they were rubbish! Not aesthetically, he literally thought
they were trash and he had to get them sorted! That’s exactly what
he said on his interview. Then the artist reads it, gets mad of
course, months of his work wasted and called rubbish, so he makes a
metal man and plops it in the same place. And then he says,
‘Terminators don’t feel pain’!”
    I just
stared at him.
    “ Get it? Cause he was hurt? No?”
    “ Don’t make me regret picking you as my knight,” I said and
moved along.
    “ Hah! A chess counter-joke! Nice. Yeah you are feeling better. It’s the other
way.”
    I turned
like a princess and moved along, the right way this
time.

Chapter
17
     
    We walked
along
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