Story by Sarah Cooper (of ActiveRain and under construction, The Putnam Scoop)
(Takes place just following the events of Episode 27)
Ines hears all kinds of stories as she pours the drinks over at Swigs, and I’m sure a lot of them are just tall tales. I had to tell her where I’d been, but I worried she’d never believe me, even though it’s true! After the excitement at Swigs, she left the bar in the capable hands of “The Codger” and met me at my store.
Well, through the magic of cyberspace, I’ll take you back in time and let you listen in to what I had to tell her. You may judge for yourself whether or not my story is true.
“Ines,” I started, “I have to talk about what happened. You might think I’m crazy, but I have quite a story for you, and I swear it’s true!”
“You have me all excited,” Ines said, “to hear of your adventure.”
“I was just minding my own business, when suddenly … I heard ‘POOF!’ there was a flash of light and … I just didn’t feel the same, and then ‘POP’. ‘WOW! What was that?! Where am I???’ The sun was too bright, and with the warm, humid breeze I knew I just wasn’t in Kansas—er—Danger Bay anymore.”
“I looked around and saw I was standing in a gravel parking lot. Wow. This ‘POOFING & POPPING’ thing could take some getting used to.”
“I realized I needed to find out where I was and figure out WHY I was there. Then I noticed something weird about the parking lot. It was full of nothing but motorcycles. Motorcycles were everywhere! I’d never seen so many at one time. That was kind of suspicious. It made me think of someplace, but I couldn’t quite put a name to it.”
“I needed a place to sit down for a minute to clear my head. This whole ‘POOFING’ business can be hard on a girl. I decided I’d head for the building at the end of the parking lot. And hey, how come I didn’t notice that music earlier? Do I hear someone singing the blues??”
“Suddenly, I knew exactly where I was.”
“OK girl,” Ines said with anticipation, “go on!”
“But right then, right at the very moment of my revelation,” I continued, “I heard a ‘POP!’ and saw a flash of light.”
“Someone else ‘POPPED’ in?” she asked.
“Yes, Ines! Someone else got ‘POPPED’ into the same parking lot as me, just a couple minutes later! I couldn’t believe the coincidence myself. But it got even stranger.”
“As my vision cleared, I was even more shocked than ever. It was someone I knew! No, not from Danger Bay, from Active Rain! Girl, let me tell you …”
TO BE CONTINUED…