Chapter 8
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“So, will we simply take a seat down right here, or what?” stated Zaphod angrily, “what do those men out right here need?” “You, Beeblebrox,” stated Roosta, “they’re going to take you to the Frogstar—the maximum definitely evil international withinside the Galaxy.” “Oh, yeah?” stated Zaphod. “They’ll must come and get me first.” “They have come and were given you,” stated Roosta, “appearance out of the window.” Zaphod looked and gaped.
“The ground’s going away!” he gasped, “in which are they taking the ground?” “They’re taking the constructing,” stated Roosta, “we’re airborne.” Clouds streaked beyond the workplace window. Out withinside the outside once more Zaphod may want to see the hoop of darkish inexperienced Frogstar Fighters spherical the uprooted tower of the constructing. A community of pressure beams radiated in from them and held the tower in a organization grip. Zaphod shook his head in perplexity. “What have I performed to deserve this?” he stated, “I stroll right into a constructing, they take it away.” “It’s now no longer what you’ve performed they’re concerned approximately,” stated Roosta, “it’s what you’re going to do.” “Well don’t I get a say in that?” “You did, years ago. You’d higher maintain on, we’re in for a quick and bumpy journey.” “If I ever meet myself,” stated Zaphod, “I’ll hit myself so tough I won’t recognize what’s hit me.” Marvin trudged in thru the door, checked out Zaphod accusingly, slumped in a corner and switched himself off. On the bridge of the Heart of Gold, all changed into silent. Arthur stared on the rack in the front of him and thought.
He stuck Trillian’s eyes as she checked out him inquiringly. He looked lower back on the rack. Finally he noticed it. He picked up 5 small plastic squares and laid them at the board that lay simply in the front of the rack. The 5 squares had on them the 5 letters E, X, Q, U and I. He laid them subsequent to the letters S, I, T, E. “Exquisite,” he stated, “on a triple phrase score. Scores alternatively plenty I’m afraid.” The deliver bumped and scattered a number of the letters for the ‘n’th time. Trillian sighed and commenced to kind them out once more. Up and down the silent corridors echoed Ford Prefect’s toes as he stalked the deliver thumping lifeless instruments. Why did the deliver preserve shaking? he thought. Why did it rock and sway? Why may want to he now no longer discover in which they had been? Where, basically, had been they? The left-hand tower of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy places of work streaked thru interstellar area at a pace by no means equalled both earlier than or considering the fact that with the aid of using some other workplace block withinside the Universe. In a room midway up it, Zaphod Beeblebrox strode angrily. Roosta sat on the brink of the table performing some habitual towel maintenance. “Hey, in which did you are saying this constructing changed into flying to?” demanded Zaphod. “The Frogstar,” stated Roosta, “the maximum definitely evil location withinside the Universe.” “Do they've meals there?” stated Zaphod. “Food? You’re going to the Frogstar and you’re concerned approximately whether or not they were given meals?” “Without meals I might not make it to the Frogstar.” Out of the window, they may see not anything however the flickering mild of the pressure beams, and indistinct inexperienced streaks which had been probably the distorted shapes of the Frogstar Fighters. At this pace, area itself changed into invisible, and certainly unreal.
“Here, suck this,” stated Roosta, imparting Zaphod his towel. Zaphod stared at him as though he anticipated a cuckoo to jump out of his brow on a small spring. “It’s soaked in nutrients,” defined Roosta. “What are you, a messy eater or something?” stated Zaphod. “The yellow stripes are excessive in protein, the inexperienced ones have diet B and C complexes, the little purple flora incorporate wheatgerm extracts.” Zaphod took and checked out it in amazement. “What are the brown stains?” he requested. “Bar-B-Q sauce,” stated Roosta, “for once I get unwell of wheatgerm.” Zaphod sniffed it doubtfully.
Even greater doubtfully, he sucked a corner. He spat it out once more. “Ugh,” he stated. “Yes,” stated Roosta, “once I’ve needed to suck that quit I generally want to suck the opposite quit a piece too.” “Why,” requested Zaphod suspiciously, “what’s in that?” “Anti-depressants,” stated Roosta. “I’ve long gone proper off this towel, you recognize,” stated Zaphod handing it lower back. Roosta took it lower back from him, swung himself off the table, walked spherical it, sat withinside the chair and positioned his toes up. “Beeblebrox,” he stated, sticking his arms in the back of his head, “have you ever any concept what’s going to show up to you at the Frogstar?” “They’re going to feed me?” hazarded Zaphod hopefully.
“They’re going to feed you,” stated Roosta, “into the Total Perspective Vortex!” Zaphod had by no means heard of this. He believed that he had heard of all of the amusing matters in the Galaxy, so he assumed that the Total Perspective Vortex changed into now no longer amusing. He requested what it changed into. “Only,” stated Roosta, “the maximum savage psychic torture a sentinent being can undergo.” Zaphod nodded a resigned nod. “So,” he stated, “no meals, huh?” “Listen!” stated Roosta urgently, “you may kill a man, smash his body, damage his spirit, however best the Total Perspective Vortex can annihilate a man’s soul! The remedy lasts seconds, however the impact lasts the relaxation of your life!” “You ever had a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster?” requested Zaphod sharply. “This is worse.” “Phreeow!” admitted Zaphod, lots impressed. “Any concept why those men would possibly need to do that to me?” he delivered a second later.
“They agree with it is going to be the nice manner of destroying you for ever. They recognize what you’re after.” “Could they drop me a notice and allow me recognize as well?” “You recognize,” stated Roosta, “you recognize, Beeblebrox. You need to fulfill the person who policies the Universe.” “Can he prepare dinner dinner?” stated Zaphod. On mirrored image he delivered: “I doubt if he can. If he may want to prepare dinner dinner an awesome meal he wouldn’t fear approximately the relaxation of the Universe. I need to fulfill a prepare dinner dinner.” Roosta sighed heavily. “What are you doing right here anyway?” demanded Zaphod, “what’s all this were given to so with you?” “I’m simply certainly considered one among folks who deliberate this thing, together with Zarniwoop, together with Yooden Vranx, together with your amazing grandfather, together with you, Beeblebrox.” “Me?” “Yes, you. I changed into advised you had changed, I didn’t understand how lots.” “But…” “I am right here to do one job. I will do it earlier than I go away you.” “What job, man, what are you speaking approximately?” “I will do it earlier than I go away you.” Roosta lapsed into an impenetrable silence. Zaphod changed into extraordinarily glad.
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