"Blackjack," Dylan said as she passed out.
Dylan woke to an impossibility. She was standing in the middle of the ocean. She could feel the waves beneath her feet. Yet, no matter what she did, she would not fall in.
She then went down and felt the ocean with her hand. It wasn't water. It was paint. She kept walking. She decided to run through it. She walked for about an hour on the painted ocean and she could still go on. There was no end to this thing.
She finally found an island. It was a classic with just one palm tree. Of course, it wasn't real either. The palm tree was fiberglass. Well, the sand was real.
Just as she was getting used to the realness of the sand, out of the water arose an angel being pulled up on a string, then several angels being pulled up by a seemingly thousand-mile-long wire. They were all carrying brass instruments. Then the music started playing. It sounded like Sinatra would sing in the Rat Pack bass. Hey.
Finally, out of the sand a man dressed in white sat up dusted the sand from his cloths an in vary relaxed cool guy lean said "Hello" His voice sounded like he on was the phone.
"Hi." said Dylan
"You know, Dylan, it was so nice to talk to you a little while ago."
"You were the man on the other end of the phone."
"YES I'm Glen Miller" the angels hit that big note then.
"You guys thought I was dead?" said Dylan.
The set really was quite beautiful, and as Dylan ran through it
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Dylan woke to an impossibility.
didn't live in what you would call a traditional apartment building.
a phone that was ringing.
The continent itself is a pirate
"Well, I hope you don't assume I'm coming along," said Dylan.
The Quest Begins.
Oh, Eliza and Jay go way back
The sharks surrounded Eliza and Dylan.
Dylan and Eliza ran as fast they could from the violent angry Vikings.
They're goanna do worse. They're goanna kill you, right?
"were back" Welcome to the center of the pirate continent, Port Allesandro a place of magic and wonder.
Dylan quietly dangled her arms over the ship
“Why are we not moving?” said Dylan.
The sea monster looked like a whale and a shark had had a baby
Dylan looked out at the endless ocean and came to a very important decision
She ran screaming past Dylan’s cabin