The man chuckled merrily, spinning his sheathed sword in his hand like a baton.
“Oh, absolutely not!” he laughed. “You think the gods actually do there own work? ALL of it? Really? Oh,no no no no no, that would be such a massive headache! Imagine if Bill Gates was responsible for personally seeing to every little tiny detail of management. Bill Gates making the computers, Bill Gates marketing the product, Bill gates managing the middlemen, Bill Gates AS the middlemen, Bill Gates sweeping the flooróDo you see what I’m getting at? I have news for you, kiddies. All encompassing power does not exclude laziness: why would the gods do every tiny task under their sphere of influence when they could just hire employees to do it instead?”
“But I’m not here to give you a mission statement. I’m here to do my job, and that’s to give you lot a warning.”
The golem started to charge, it’s footsteps blaring around the walls.
The man didn’t react. Instead he looked mellow.
“The brass knew you all would try to get out of here: only natural, entropy and all. But you seemóI dare sayóSERIOUS about escaping. Now, that can’t happen. It’d… spoil, a lot of hard thought investments in this little project, you see. My boss has a share in it, and a lot of other powerful blokes do as well. They want a project that runs nice and smooth. I guess, in a sense... you could call me a bouncer, then."
He smiled. The Golem behind him kept chargingóand had been doing so for what seemed like an eternity. Then they saw it: somehow, someway, the room stretched out like a rubber band as he ran so he never got any closer.
“Now, scurry on back to your rooms, stay fit and tidy around that little living area we layed out for you, and I won’t have to come back and correct you. You need anything? I can provide it for you behind any of the empty doors down there, within reason. Just knock on a door and name it. But do take this seriously: I’m a nice guy. But if you keep trying to escape, me and the others are going to have to get involved here more. And believe me kiddies: you don’t want that. It wouldn’t be fun for anyone.”
He paused.
“Okay, that’s a lie: it’d be fun for us.”
He threw his head back and gave a shrill cackle as he suddenly vanished right before them.
“And one more thing,” his voice continued on even after he disappeared. “Could you take care of Wally for me? Knew you would; thanks a bunch! Do mind: he’s a bit deaf.”
The rubber-band like stretching of the room ended, and the golem charged directly at them like an angry bull.