Hey Daydreamer!

Posted by Dr. Campbell from 208.142.166.58 on August 06, 1999 at 21:26:18:

In Reply to: Here's a story I whipped up. Hope you ppl would contribute the future chapters! posted by Indiana Jayne on August 06, 1999 at 20:50:20:

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cont. Chapter 3 "IF this is the rabbit hole? Where's the rabbit?"

Faint light filtered in throught the small window (with swedish curtains) high in the wall of the small cell where everyone was jammed in.

Indiana Jayne stared stupefied at Deirdre. "Real?"she echoed. She tried sitting up but her head hurt like hell. "W-what hit me?" she touched the back of her head gingerly and felt a small lump protruding. Ouch!

Deirdre, raised an amused eyebrow and gave Goodsport a mocking look. He smiled back lop-sidedly. "Hm. Indiana Jayne. So-so..."

"Why? Is som-- OUCH!"
"Here let me help you sit up" Carefully Goodsport lifted Jayne's lithe body and let her rest against the cold stonewall. She thanked him.
"I'm confused. What am I doing here?!"

Deirdre put a contemplative hand on her chin and gave her a pondering look. "Seems like you stumbled upon the portal, my dear." She pushed back her wire-framed glasses and continued pacing around the room in consternation. "You see, what happened is this..."

Just then footsteps were audible outside their cell. Two unsmiling men in uniform appeared outside their cell; in their midst a struggling male figure appeared to be in a very irate mood.

One of the guards unlocked the door, muttering something to his companion."Stoss ihn rein mit den anderen Verrueckten."
Laughing heinously the guard kicked the body into the room. The figure flew to the ground cursing ostentaciously.

Goodsport and the others didn't move as they watched the young man struggle to his feet and run to the already locked door and rattle on the bars. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS ASSHOLES!. I DEMAND AN EXPLAINATION FOR THIS!!! I DEMAND TO TALK TO MY LAWYER! HEY! WHERE YOU GOING?!"

Noone answered. Audibly the clicking sound of their boots faded into the distance.

"Indy?" Deirdre's voice cut into the silence.

Slowly the figure turned around...

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Dr.Campbell Indiana Jayne 05:55:51 8/10/99 (2)
- Continue?? I'll try but don't expect too much from me! Indiana Jayne 21:51:42 8/14/99 (0)
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: cont. Chapter 3 "IF this is the rabbit hole? Where's the rabbit?"

: Faint light filtered in throught the small window (with swedish curtains) high in the wall of the small cell where everyone was jammed in.

: Indiana Jayne stared stupefied at Deirdre. "Real?"she echoed. She tried sitting up but her head hurt like hell. "W-what hit me?" she touched the back of her head gingerly and felt a small lump protruding. Ouch!

: Deirdre, raised an amused eyebrow and gave Goodsport a mocking look. He smiled back lop-sidedly. "Hm. Indiana Jayne. So-so..."

: "Why? Is som-- OUCH!"
: "Here let me help you sit up" Carefully Goodsport lifted Jayne's lithe body and let her rest against the cold stonewall.  She thanked him.
: "I'm confused.  What am I doing here?!"

: Deirdre put a contemplative hand on her chin and gave her a pondering look. "Seems like you stumbled upon the portal, my dear." She pushed back her wire-framed glasses and continued pacing around the room in consternation. "You see, what happened is this..."

: Just then footsteps were audible outside their cell.  Two unsmiling men in uniform appeared outside their cell; in their midst a struggling male figure appeared to be in a very irate mood.

: One of the guards unlocked the door, muttering something to his companion."Stoss ihn rein mit den anderen Verrueckten."
: Laughing heinously the guard kicked the body into the room. The figure flew to the ground cursing ostentaciously.

: Goodsport and the others didn't move as they watched the young man struggle to his feet and run to the already locked door and rattle on the bars. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS ASSHOLES!. I DEMAND AN EXPLAINATION FOR THIS!!! I DEMAND TO TALK TO MY LAWYER! HEY! WHERE YOU GOING?!"

: Noone answered.  Audibly the clicking sound of their boots faded into the distance.

: "Indy?" Deirdre's voice cut into the silence.

: Slowly the figure turned around...

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