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to the other weapons.
    “Right here you have the RD-4000 shotgun. It’s a fully automatic, low-recoil, gas-operated 12-gauge shotgun designed for the military. This currently doesn’t exist, according to the government, because it’s simply too lethal. It delivers over three hundred rounds a minute. Three hundred 12-gauge rounds.”
    “What are we supposed to hunt with tha t ?” Willie asks.
    Winchester simply shakes his head. “More on the game later, Mr. Robertson. When you see the count.”
    Willie mouths the word Chocula as Winchester hands the shotgun to Cole, then moves on.
    “This is a Stettinga hunting rifle using specially built 6.55-millimeter ammunition that explodes upon impact.”
    You let out a chuckle. “Are we even trying to keep any parts of the animal intact?”
    Winchester doesn’t react but keeps talking about the sleek rifle in his hands. “You can hit a target over 2,500 yards away.”
    “Wait, what?” Willie asks. “That’s like   —a really long ways away.”
    “I’ve never even heard of that brand,” you say. “Stettinga? Sounds like Stetson cologne.”
    Winchester hands you the lightweight rifle, and it feels really good in your hands.
    On to the next weapon. He points upward. “This is a genuine katana sword made of a special metal that will not break. There is not a sharper blade on the planet, so right now I’m just going to leave that on the wall.”
    You look at the sleek, long silver blade with an ornate black handle.
    “So an automatic shotgun or a samurai sword?” you ask.
    “That is correct, Mr. Robertson. Along with the other options.”
    Become a hunter or a ninja. Hmmm.
    “Sure would help to know what we’ll be hunting,” Willie mutters.
    You nod and agree with him.
    “There is not just one thing that you can hunt on the island of Tabu,” Winchester says cryptically.
    He takes a knife concealed in a black sheath off the wall, then slides the sheath off, revealing the black blade of a dagger. “This is a double-edged Black Widow dagger. It’s nine inches of the strongest metal in the world. It’s lightweight and easy to carry.”
    “That’s all we’d get?” John Luke asks. “We can’t have that along with the rifle?”
    “Not these weapons. Each of you will be able to carry a handgun with you along with some of the other assorted gear. But those are more for precaution.”
    You can’t see the final instrument until he picks it up off the floor. It’s black and looks a lot like a . . .
    Nah, it can’t be that .
    “This is a six-and-a-half-inch cowbell,” Winchester says in all seriousness.
    All of you burst out laughing.
    “What’s that gonna do?” Willie asks. “Round up the herd?”
    Winchester holds a drumstick in the same hand as the cowbell. “This is an actual weapon,” he says. “Hitting it is the equivalent of throwing a live grenade right in front of you.”
    “Let me try that out,” you say.
    But Winchester keeps the cowbell in his hand. “Not right here. No bomb blasts going off inside.”
    “That thing really works?” Willie asks.
    “Yes, indeed. These are the six items you need to choose from. You must take one of them first thing tomorrow morning, when you set out on your expedition.” He dusts his hands together. “Now for our next stop on this little tour.”

    If you haven’t been to the operations room, go here .
    If you’ve been to the operations room, go here .

A GRAND MYSTERY

    WHEN YOU WAKE UP, you can feel the throbbing of your cheek. You can also tell it’s bandaged up. You look around and realize you’re back at the lodge in your own bed. You’re really groggy.
    “Ah, back to life.”
    Winchester is standing in the doorway.
    “What happened?”
    “Well, the good news is that you’re still in the hunt. The bad news is your brother managed to take off a chunk of your beard   —and your cheek too   —when he shot the gopher.”
    Somehow you’re not surprised. But you can deal with Willie