"Dream On Dear Dave" circa 1985 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It is regreted that the very first part of this story was lost. The story, however, is mostly intact. Here is a quick summery of the missing material: Someone started a fantasy story involving a quest for some strange magic spheres... ...and then someone posted a scene set on a rock-and-roll show. "Wasn't THAT an interesting rock video!" said a fellow named Dave, of "Dave TV." "What with the quest, and the magic spheres and all that...!" And then Dave suddenly found himself somewhere else. This is more-or-less where the story now picks up. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ...As the robot turned around slowly,Dave could see that in the hand of the robot was a laser. The robot creept closer & closer until he was almost upon Dave..... Dave was now in tears,"P-p-please d-dont sh-sh-shoot me" he begged. Floyd gave him a puzzled look,"Do you want your laser back?" he said. "Y-y-you mean,your not going to kill me??",Dave wimpered. "Enough talking,lets play hider seeker..." Floyd said obnoxiously. Dave stood,looked around and saw only a single door. He walked toward the door and pushed a button that was beside the door. As the door opened he saw that old man standing there,"If you get in here then you never know where you might end up..." spoke the wizard. "Your determined to make my life miserable arent you???" Dave said. "You bet your sweet kahooties!" The wizard laughed. Dave decided to take the chance,thinking that anywhere is better than here, and got into the elevator. As the doors slammed shut,the wizard disappeared. He could feel the elevator start to move,ever increasing with every second, ten minutes passed and Dave was on the ceiling like a bug on fly-paper. Like a flash,the elevator stopped,CRRRUUUUNCCCHHHH,Dave hit the floor. As Dave pulled himself together (literally) the doors started to open. He opened his eyed to see....AARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH....... It was his aunt Willamina! ARRGGHH! She said "Oh now David get up! You just come over here and eat some of my home made lima beans in chocolate sauce with whipped cream and a beet on top!" "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!!" Dave leaped to his feet and tried to get past her,but she was blocking the entire door way! She gave him a big hug and a slobbery kiss! He could smell her 'Dead Cat' perfume!But he couldn't break her bear hug. Finally as she loosened her grip he made a run for it! He started heading down a long corridor with baseball cards for wall paper and one single door at the end,he opened the door and found a large room with a high ceiling and a marble floor. He saw in the middle of the room something he feared........tomato soup!!!!! As he turned he saw his aunt barreling down the hallway,after him. She grabbed him by the ear and taok him up to the bowl of,UUUUGGGHHHH,tomato soup. "You shouldnt have run away from me!" his aunt bellowed. "Aawwww,Aunty,you know Im different from others.My mind is screwed, and my underwear is too tight!!" Dave squeaked. "Shut-up,and eat that....that....that..." "Tomato soup???" "Yeah!" ('yes' to all English critics) "No!" "Ok then,I'll just have to give it to Mikey." his aunt threatened. "Aw,he won't eat it,he don't like anything!" Dave laughed "Except...." drumroll please "...Uncle Bob." his aunt said. "$H!T,do we have to bring him up again?" "YOU WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE,AND WHAT YOU SAY ABOUT......." drumroll please "....UNCLE BOB!" she screamed. "Wait,Aunt.....HEY...HEY YOU....Yea,the guy writing this stupid chapter.... would you please stop making such a fuss over" drumro.... "CUT IT OUT, YOU.... YOU.. YOU AY HOLE!!!" Dave said. "Dave...who are you talking to?" Dave's aunt asked "That Boogy guy,the one who put me in this situation through some mistake of thinking that I was a write in of the story!" Dave said. "Oh,well..life's Hell!!" his aunt said. "Yea,so back to what we were talking about...I guess your going to tell me about my uncle,huh..." "Sure am...Well it all started when your uncle thumped mikey on the nose,and........... Well when your Uncle bopped Mikey upside that cucumber nose of his, he did permanent brain damage to him. Mikey sued for 12 hectillion dollars (inflation) and won the case. This cause your Uncle to go on a cruise to South America so he could raise money by drug trafficing. This in turn caused an old lady in Pasadena, watching a news clip about your Unc, to go hysterical and in turn she dropped this recipe for tomato soup out the window in which I coincidentally was walking under. Understand? No? Too bad. Elma's side of the family never was particulary bright." Upon ending her monologue she found herself alone, for indeed Dave had already taken the opportunity to, put bluntly, GET THE HELL OUT OF the damn place. Dave flicked a small switch on his watch as he picked up speed down the small oblong corridor. As he turned the corner, he came to a large amphitheater. At the other side, glowing with a pale green light was a small sign over a set of double doors. As he strained his eyes... he saw it was marked EXIT. He went to it but the wizard apeared from no where and blocked his way. "Get out of here you old fart!!",Dave said bravely (stupidly). "Your pushing it,Mr.Dave." said the wizard. "The only thing I'm gonna push is you...out of the way!" (SIGH)Dave said. And as he tried to tackle the wizard (guess he didnt learn),he went right through the wizard,then the door.Instead of an exit as he was expecting,it was a pit. "YYYAAOOAOOOOOO..." Dave screamed calmly. "YYYAAOOAOOOOOO..." his echo whispered. It was dark...or was it? As Dave opened his eyes he saw a ceiling. He looked around and noticed that he was tied down to a floor. On the walls were all kinds of weird paintings...then, all of a sudden the lights went off. then he heard the most pecular sound...it sounded like....something was swinging back & forth above him. SWOOOOOSH, click, click...... SWOOOOSH..... SWOOOSH, click, click...... SWOOOOOSH..... On and on it went. Dave strained to see what it was that was above him.....Then he saw it......... No,those things don't happen in the 80's,Dave thought to himself. Then his thought was confirmed as the lights came back on..... He was in a torture chamber (the only chamber CoCo has access to)..and the noise was a giant blade swinging back & forth above his neck. SWOOOOSH...That got rid of that hair on his chin. Dave didn't realize that it was that close. His stomach became tense and felt like a rock! David yelled out into the dark air "HELP ME!!!!!!!!" Then the lights enlightened the room just a tad. He couldn't look up for the blade was swing directly above his chin. Then, while waiting for the final slice of his throat, the swinging STOPPED. David, now feeling relieved, looked up. It's then when he realized what the "CLICK CLICK" was! Spankey walked up with a pair of handcuffs on her belt line and her whip was in her hand. David, seeing her in all leather, got a slight bulge in his pants (slight because his underwear is too tight). He is totally confused...not too sure to trust her, rape her, or use her (before she gets HIM). Spankey smiled evilishly and began her sexy walk over to Dave. Dave started breathing heavily and began to say something. But before he could get it out,Spanky crossed his lips with her finger. "Get on your knees and BARK!!",Spankey demanded. As Dave stooped to his knees,a grin formed on his face.Spankey started cracking her whip,and each time Dave shuddered with excetiment.By this time,the bulge was peeking out of his pants-leg (gifted--Ed). "Can I call you Mommy??" Dave begged as he hugged her ankle. "NO!!! Call me 'MASTER'!!" she said. "Ooh, I've been bad..You gonna punish me??" he said,trying to hide his smile. "Well...tell me what you've done wrong." Spankey whispered in his ear. "Umm,lets see,well,if your game I'm sure we could find something." Dave said. Spankey bent down and kissed him on the forhead and as she did so, Dave grabbed her, pulled her down to him and ripped her clothes off............ Shuddering, Dave woke up panting and drenched with sweat. "Wow," Dave muttered to himself, "what a dream. I wonder why I keep having the wet dreams?" Dave sat up and found that he was, indeed, in a pit with paintings on the surrounding walls. Looking closer, Dave saw a picture of Floyd toasting CoCo, the moat monster crunching a hapless user who had forgotten his password, several portraits of the old man, and a couple of the SYSOP. Standing up, Dave walked around the room and realized this must be the Royal Gallery. Dave stopped walking and started muttering again. "What was it the old man told me about secret passageways...?" Dave snapped his fingers and walked over to a tapestry of Captain X's famous battle with the Black Omen. Reaching up to the spacebar in the Black Omen's outstretched hand, Dave pushed it and jumped back hastily as the entire wall slowly rose. The wall disappeared into the ceiling revealing a dark, sinister looking passageway. Hearing footsteps above him Dave looked up and saw the shadowy figure of the wizard. Dave, being not entirely without brains, made a mad dash into the passageway and was suddenly engulfed in darkness. Dave, not having one of his better days, continued his headlong dash right into a solid wall. Dazed and confused, he picked himself up off the ground and tried to find something that might help him out of the mess he was in now. After a good minute or two, Dave sat down in frustration and moaned, "This would have to happen on a Monday." "And what's wrong with Mondays?" a rough voice interjected from behind Dave. Dave whirled around to find Doug Holcombe. Doug was a tall, dumb-looking lad, with plad bermuda shorts, and an Op surf shirt. He had dark hair, with dark beedy eyes, and was holding a large golden key. He said, "Dave you must use this key wisely, for if you don't you will surely venture into the realms of...The Twilight Zone. This is a place for unthankful users like CoCo. If you are sent there you will live there forever. Beware of the White Kni...." His voice faded out, as well as his figure. Dave was so startled a yellowish liquid was running down his leg. Dave figured he must continue his journey to get out of here and get home in time for dinner. Dave started down one of the many corridors. At the end, there were 3 doors. Each of them had different signs on them. One read 'The Twilight Zone', another 'The Anonymous Chamber', and the other, 'Fantasy Island'. Dave was not quite at the end of the corridor then he began to run. All of a sudden everything turned black, Dave thought he was in a whirpool, but actually he was in the place that "IT" dwells. As his head cleared he saw a foot(he was on the floor).As he slowly looked up, he said "OH,CHRIST,NOT YOU AGAIN!!!" but in fact it was Vorilox,or "Super-Pr!ck" to Dave. The wizard spoke: "I will tell you this and only once,you aren't going to find what you are looking for here.As a matter of fact you aren't going to find it anywhere,so I guess I will zap you back to where you belong." And when he spoke those words, Dave felt a flood of excitement rush through him. "I'm going home,I'm going home!" Dave said immaturely. "And since your going back then you won't be needing that key!" the wizard said "Here...take it!" Dave said with the biggest smile on his face. "And now...when I snap my fingers you will be where you belong!" said the wizard and with the snap of his fingers Dave was popped into a dark and fear filled void,yet there was no feeling of the surroundings or even of life. All of a sudden Dave was in the middle of people talking of beastiality and war and people trying to get no point whatsoever across to others. He turned and saw a sign that said ".....",well....that's what it looked like to him seeing as how he was about 30 feet away. He walked up to the sign and read it. It said: "Please insert the gold key and press Q or C to escape the Anon chamber... ----------- ! S Q C ! O ! E P R ! O O ! K ! \ / ! As Dave thought,he came upon the idea that maybe the wizard tricked him into thinking that he was going back to the studio... "Well what do I do now???" he mumbled to himself... Our hero, having no way to get through the door, just wandered away. He found his way back out into the darkness and wandered for what seemed like forever (or at least 538 minutes - Ed). Finally he stopped at a streetlamp that was next to an apparently used fire hydrant (it had a yellow liquid on it) and stood there awhile.... Suddenly everything went black! To understand what happened, we will have to work backwards from this point in time and move to another part of the system. The wizard was wandering towards the Inner Circle carrying a yellow key he got from somewhere (it wasn't yellow from being used by a dog as a hydrant --Ed). Suddenly a group of giant roaches, there must have been at least 9,634, threw him off balance, caused him to drop the key, and caused one of his spells to be cast by accident causing the key to be sent to another realm of the Castle. That location was directly over our hero's head when he was standing near the pee-stained hydrant that was beside the streetlamp. It (of course) K.O.ed our hero. Quite awhile later (at least 635 minutes - Ed) he woke up rubbing his bump-on-a-bump. (When he was knocked out his head struck the hydrant as he fell--Ed). Some other user had found the key earlier (while our hero was still "out") and took it, so our hero did not find the yellow key.... Unfortunately, CoCo found this gold key. He was walking down a hallway, trying to find the Anonymous Chamber and delete all the messages. He accidently opened a door that said: -|- Authorized Personel Only -|- He walked in and found Joe Powell and 3 other Dukes talking about the Popularity Poll. CoCo look so bewildered that his face was actually red. "Capture that hacker immediately!!!" Joe yelled. "Ok men let's go!! Notify the knights." said one of the Dukes. One of them pulled out a Stun-O-Matic ray gun and shot it at CoCo, this shot missed and destroyed a couple messages. CoCo ran out of the door, and started to run down the hallway. He was about halfway down when two knights stopped him and held ray guns at him. Well his first intention was to tackle them then go crash the General board, but he jumped through a window which put him into the Anonymous Board. Where in the world am I???" CoCo asked himself. "You are in the Anonymous Chamber." said a strange mystical voice. "Well I gotta hide. Help me please." "Aren't you CoCo??" "Yes." "Well, I am Mr. Mercedes, and you are in my way, now leave or be destroyed." CoCo, started to laugh, but a streak of light lit up the chamber and CoCo started to run. The light came from on of the knights' ray guns. CoCo, hid himself behind a couple of messages. The knights were blowing away this chamber. Joe and the old man carefully walked into the Anonymous Chamber. "Did you find hi....." asked Joe but his voice was cut off by a huge explosion. Messages were lying everywhere, and when the smoke cleared they saw the monster. It was hideous.It had the head of a CoCo and the body of a Dave. The monster ran toward the cornered group. 30 feet away----25---20----15---10-- --5----OOPS..... Just as it was about to attack all....Willy Hubbard blew him up. As the SYSOP walked up to him he started to tremble and his heart raced, his form was ugly. He had one leg,a wooden arm,one eye,patches of his hair missing, and scars everywhere. "Who are you?" asked the SYSOP. "I-I-I ams Weela Hobbart!" Willy said. "The one who posted those msgs?" "The one and only!" "Why did you save us?" "SSSSLLLEEEERRRRPPPP,HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA,because you are the only one who knows where Spank is" he said with a grin. "And you think Im going to tell you??" "Yep,unless you would like to--"SPAT!!!!Before he could get the rest out he was stricken with a sudden pain in the neck. "How do you like my hickeys Mr.Hubbard??" They saw that the voice belonged to Spankey Bes Here. She walked up to him and removed the whip around his neck. "So your Willy?" she said sarcasticly. "Y-y-yessssss!" "Whats you problem,huh???Were you beaten as a child or something?" she laughed. "WHY YOU LITTLE..." Before he could grab her she hit him in the face. He hit the ground.Some of the knights picked him up and carried him to a giant hole and dropped him in it. Above the hole it read,"Floyds lunch room -- Throw all unused scrolls in here". Dave opened his eyes to see a key laying beside him. Soakin wet,he got up grabbed the key and thought about that dream as he walked into the darkness. (David seems to have a lot of dreams about Spankey,eh?-the Ed.) But it hadn't been a dream. When the explosion that blew up the monster occured, it scared CoCo who was nearby. It caused him such a start that he threw the yellow key into the air. It bounced off the bottom of a low flying winged elephant (which escaped from the Realm of the Great Nonsense - Ed), deflected off a nearby tower, landed on a giant roach trap put out by the pinheads, was catapulted into the air by that giant roach trap, went 12,976 feet into the air, and came down on Dave's head. ("It takes a lickin' but keeps on tickin'" - Ed) This chapter begins with Floyd finding the key after he has been thrown in to the pit by the knights. Finally finding that which he was looking for he thought (a little) and said to himself (seeing there was nobody to talk to) "Well it's a pretty large (heavy enough to knock some sense into him) and it's gold. So all I got to do is find a large gold door to insert this key in and then I will find that which I am looking for." So now looking around he saw a rather nice set dinner table with a hot bowl of what else but..........tomatoe soup..... yum yum........ Well considering all he has been through he decided to........ eat it.. After picking his teeth ( you know how after you eat ...... toes soup those nails just seem to get in the weirdest places..) he looked around and found a way out of this dining room. Following the dimly lit corridor a ways he came to a 'T'. Now this was where it became tricky cause now there was more than one way to go and he had to go in a bad way (if you know what I mean...) He stood, or should I say, hopped around the 'T' trying to decide which way to and he had to go bad. Dave picked himself up off the floor again. "Ooooooh...!" he said, feeling his bump-on-a-bump-on-a-bump. He thought about the weird dream he just had that he was Floyd. He had just picked himself up off the floor a moment before and was now wondering why he was K.O.ed again so soon. He might even have simply blacked out this time....... (Actually, he had been K.O.ed by the winged elephant which was getting even for being clobbered by a big gold key, though he had the wrong man - Ed) Still, he had the big gold key........... Presently he headed back towards the exit-from-the-Anon-sub-board sign. As he got to the door with the exit-from-the-anon-sub-board sign above it, he whipped out the shiny gold key from his pocket (does he have a pocket, or is he in a toga, or did Spankey take his clothes, or what? just use your own imagination...). He looked at the door, puzzled, because there was no key hole. "OH NO!" exclaimed Dave. All of the sudden he smelled this sensuous scent coming from behind him. (OH NO you say reading this intently) David whirled around (dance fever, bop de bop bop bop, dance fever, dum de dum bop bop!). Dave whirled around a little to fast and had to stop and steady himself. When he looked up he saw a man staring at him. He was tall and rugged, standing about 6'2 and had dark brown hair. In his mouth was the stub of a cigar and resting on the bridge of his nose was a pair of aviator style sunglasses. Crossing his chest was a pair of Alessi shoulder holsters, with a pair of stainless steal detonics .45 pistols. In the waist band of his jeans protruded a .357 6 inch colt Python. Slung across his left shoulder he was holding a leather bomber jacket. In his right fist he held the pistol grip of a Car-15 with a 30 rd. stick. He slung the Car-15 over his right shoulder and put on his jacket. He then proceeded to walk towards Dave. He spoke. "You Dave?" he evenly wispered "Maybe." Dave answered, unsure of the strangers intention. "Don't play games with me dammit, answer me!" the man yelled impatiently. "Yes, Yes, Yes!" Dave screamed with passion, in a fit of Deja vu. "Well my name's John Rourke. I've been hired to protect you." Dave took this in with a gulp. The man certainly looked capable of protecting him, but who'd want to hire someone to protect him? "Who hired you?" dave asked "I don't know, all I know is I got a call yesterday at 3 in the morning from this old man. Wierd fella, anyways he says he'd pay 50,000 bucks to protect this computer nerd guy so I said, what the hell and came down here." "What makes you think I need protection?" asked Dave, in a wily voice. But before the man could answer him. Dave was yanked violently by John Rourke. Rourke, pushing Dave out of the way, turned skyward as the sun was blotted out by the incoming fleet of Codor Gunships. He opened up with a unseen til then SSG sniper rifle. He simultaneously fired the AR15 and SSG at the lead Condor. All of the sudden poof, John Rourke disappeared and Dave was freaking out. "Is this a dream....eh...um..uh..." Dave stammered as he looked around pinching himself in various odd out of the ordinary places. Just then the scent came back to him...and a far away faint voice said, "I'll get you out of thereeeeeeee" and it faded off. Dave sat down on a chair (a chair that wasn't there before, but he couldn't comprehend that at the just moment!). He pulled his hair saying,"Please no more war manuever crud....ooohhhhh!" He turned around and he saw two figures. A tall man and a short, almost the resemblance of a child, man. He was still shocked by all these wierd dreams he has been having. The tall figure aproached him. "Hi there, I am Mr. Rourke, your host here on Fantasy Island," he said. "Oh $hit!! Not again! Is this a dream or what???" Dave asked violently. "I am afraid not, this is quite real. If you have ever seen any of my shows then you know what will come next." Suddenly the short fellow ran up to this tall building, he entered in and moments later he was at the top. He yelled "The plane, the plane!!" "My fantasy is to get the hell out of here!! I am sick of everything!! I just want things to get back to normal Mr. Rourke." Dave explained. Suddenly there was a large explosion from behind them. The explosion engulfed the 3 in a violent frenzy but fortunately all it did was knock them down for a while. "What the hell is that $*** !" yelled Tatoo, for a little guy he sure had a mouth on him. "Just some of Willy Hubbards Napalm, I think the guy who made that forgot to put the Crisco in. It doesn't work as well if you don't. If he had put it in, we'd probably all be dead. " said John Rourke. Who in fact is NOT Mr. Rourke of Fantasy Island, just a cousin. Mr. Rourke of Fantasy island took off with Tatoo and left John Rourke and Dave all alone. "Come on guy, I'm getting you out of here before those Condor Gunships get back from refueling. I only got 14 of them so there's still 18 left that can still give us hell." "Wait a minute here, I thought you was just a dream Rourke.." said Dave, who by this time was thoroughly 100% grade A confused. John smiled, the cigar still clamped between his teeth. "Not a dream, a nightmare! No, seriously I'm just as real as you are. Probably a little bit realer by the looks of you, you could probably use some of this Seagrams..." he then proceeded to take out a bottle of the stated beverage and let Dave take a long swig. "All right, I guess I can put up with you if you're nice and don't tell bad jokes or anything" answers Dave, half to himself the other half to no one in particular. "Come on then, we've got work to do. Those Russian Gunships have got to be stopped before they blow up what's left of Jacksonville Florida.... that's where their navigational computers are locked on... " John gripped his Car-15 even tighter as he and Dave ran down towards a light at the end of a corridor.. Dave followed John outside and made him stop a second to catch his breath. "We gonna run all the frigin' way there?" "Naw... Paul Rubenstein should be getting here with the Harley's any time now. He's a buddy of mine." "You don't mean riding on a motorcycle do you? Those things are dangerous!" "Not if you know how to handle em it aint. Come on, I'll teach you. You look like a fast learner..." "All right," whined Dave, "but you better let me have another swig of Seagrams..." "Damn!" curses Rourke, spying the in-coming Gunships. "Where's Paul with those L.A.W.'s ?!!" "What are those?" asked Dave "Portable missile launchers. Suppose to be for anti-tank warfare but it's enough to take out a chopper." "Well...." Dave was interrupted by the low roar of a Harley lowrider. A man on one of the bikes came down the hill and stopped to talk to John. He was a smallish type of man and looked a great deal like Dave. Except he carried an Mp-40 strapped around his right shoulder. Dave overheard the two men talking about the riding conditions and settle on John and Dave taking the bikes and Paul following in the truck that was used to haul the Harley's. "Let's get going, we don't have all night." said Rourke around a new cigar stuck in his mouth. "Sure." said Dave, wondering what happens next. John Rourke turned to the sky and listened to something he was not quite sure he understood. End the story? Why do they want to end the story for? I was just about to do something only possible in the imagination of a desperate author. Oh well, that's life. Out of the east the squadron of silent condor gunships propelled themselves at subsonic speed toward the small hill that our heroes had dug up in. John Rourke popped out of the foxhole he's in and fired a rocket from his L.A.W at the nearest aproaching Chopper. The sky lighted up as the lead fighter was ripped apart and exploded in a firey display of destruction. He whipped out an M-60 and began moving forward and firing simueltaneously. The bullets ripped up 3 more Condor's, forcing 1 down, and killing the pilots of the other 2. He turned and fired the remaining belt at two ships coming in from the north. The bullets ripped through the bubble of the first's cockpit and the ship rammed into the side of a nearby ridge. The other ship fired a contrail of ground to ground missiles at the hill. John Rourke dove into the nearest hole as the missile fire ripped across the hill. He popped back and ran for the cover of a fallen redwood. He was stopped however when one of the surviving Helicoptors fired their 20mm cannons at him. He colapsed as the fragments of a shell tore into his side. Just then, a woman dressed in black pulled up on a Kawasaki Ninja, pulled him on the back, and tore off. Paul Rubenstein followed in one of the Harley Lowriders leaving Dave all alone. Dave stood up proudly with his M-16 in his hand. If he had to die, then so be it. He'd die like a man. Memories of his past story life passed through his mind as he cocked the bolt back on the rifle. He missed those wierd dreams he was always having and wondered if he was in one right then. But no, this was not a dream. This was reality. He aimed the gun at the last remaing Gunship and fired. The sound of his own rifle was deafened by that of the Ship's cannons. But his shots were on target and he killed the pilot. Unfortunately so were the shots of the Russian. He slumped over dead......... silence followed.... Just before he died though..his thoughts went back to a special moment in his life when he could recall his girlfriend,Spankey. He remembered the time when they spent their first night together... It was raining and lightning outside and she wasn't exactly thrilled with storms.CRRRAAAACCKKK!!!! The lightning was close. She jumped in his arms and held him tight. That was the moment she noticed how pretty his eyes were... As they stared at each other his lips moved closer. She closed her eye's for what she knew was going to be the best kiss she had ever had..As their lips touched there was more lightning and more and more but it wasn't outside the house....it was inside her head. He slowly pulled back and she opened her eyes to see him staring her straight in the eyes.He took to his feet and pulled her up with him. Then he turned around and led her through the long (it wasnt really long but at those times it seemed so) hallway and up a flight of stairs,then through a doorway. Only one thing was noticed in the room and that was the king size canopy bed in the middle. He led her by the hand to the bed and then turned to her.They embraced again and it was as if they had stood there for hours......... When the guy let go of his wrist he looked up to his superior officer and remarked that he was definately dead............. The only thing they couldn't understand was,that,after such a violent death, why did he have a smile on his face...?