Back in CJ's old bedroom...
Young Girl: Why is my butt so sore...? That young boy didn't appear to ravish my young nubile teenage body?
And more importantly, who am I? Where am I?
The Narrator: But before the Young Girl can contemplate these and many other questions...
*POP*
Young Girl: ... and who are you?
The Narrator: A man appears before the Young Girl from nowhere. He is wearing what was once a three-piece suit (now in tatters), eyes move wildly around behind cracked glasses, long hair standing wildly on end. Suddenly his bloodshot eyes semi-focus on the Young Girl. He reaches out towards the Young Girl, tongue lolling, drool dripping from his mouth...
Zombie-like Man: uuuuuugggggggh........
Young Girl: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa............
The Narrator: ... and lunges towards her on the bed.
Young Girl: ........aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Zombie-like Man: .......hhhhhhhhhzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Young Girl: What is going on here?
Here I am, wherever here is, a beautiful scantly clad woman laying in bed? Two men hardly touch me, and I've got a sore butt? Is this some sort of gay porn movie?
The Narrator: The Young Girl pushes the zombie-like man off of her young pert body. She notices that both of the man's third toes are twitching uncontrolably.
Young Girl: Oooohhh... that's gross.
Hey, waitaminute... what's that in his hand?
The Narrator: The Young Girl bends down to grab someting out of the zombie-like man's hand (wish this story had pictures now, huh guys?)...
Young Girl: [reading the card she picked up from the zombie-like man's hand]
Britannica Hero for Loan. Member of the JLR. Agent of F.I.L.E. The DataBase, Australia What the...!?! I'm in Australia!?!
To be continued...
