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    More Fun #3

    They are raiding.  They are monsters.  They are everywhere.  She is a target.  She feels a sudden separation for only a second can herself pulling away from another body.  The body is that of a woman with blonde hair.  She appears to be the same woman she had seen in the alleyway.

    Suddenly, she through a wall of seemingly never ending redness.  Suddenly she is here in this alleyway in Manhattan.  She sees a man, similar to the one she saw with the lady in the alleyway lying unconscious amidst of pieces of cardboard.  She feels fear.

    “Free us.”

    Rose “What’s going on???”

    “Free us!!!”

    Rose wakes up, finding herself back in her apartment in Brooklyn.  She is sweating perfusely.

    Lorraine Lewis

    She wakes up in her chair and sees that her vessel is above water.  Maybe the whole thing was a dream.  Perhaps it was just her imagination.  Underwater sea people?  Certainly no such thing could exist, even in a world where Superwoman exists.

    She checks her coordinates.  They are similar to before apparently blacking out in a strange frenzy.  Time regroup.  Time to go back to exploring.  Maybe it is just time to return home and check with a doctor.  Lorraine ponders the possibility of hysteria from being in the ocean aboard her Hardy Challenger for so long.

    Lorraine begins to spin her seat around and notices water on the floor.  Was there a leak?  Was the Hardy Challenger in danger of drowning?  How much time before her “S.O.S.” signal could be met with a response?  She looks further and notices a kind of footprint pattern to the patches of water on the floor.  Her eyes follow the floor until finally she sees feet covered in green material.  Slowly she looks up, her jaw going slack as she does.  Her eyes widen at the sight of a female with long blonde hair, green material going from the legs to the waist, a golden belt, an orange scaly top and in her right hand, a golden trident.

    Lorraine jumps back in her seat.

    Joan Stanley

    It is nice to have some time off, she thinks.  It is also nice to have social plans for once.  Tonight, she is having dinner with a friend she has not kept connected with for so long, Emily.

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