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Chapter 5

The Story The Authors

Fortunately, the fictional five had found Vashondra's car right in the parking lot of the evil amusement park and they (Vashondra du Lunchenette, Bitzy Bootleg, Janice, Kristi and the angel Dianne) were all heading down the carefree highway, happy and relieved to be completely out of danger - or so they thought. They hadn't yet noticed that they were being followed and they hadn't yet noticed that the gas tank was very nearly empty. Bitzy cranked up the radio and began mixing drinks when suddenly the car began to sputter and the engine died. Vashondra steered the dayglo green convertible mustang onto the shoulder of the road where it came to a halt. "What's up?" Janice asked. "We're out of gas!" Vashondra said. "I don't understand it, we filled it up just a few days ago, or so it seems." she continued. Then the small car that had been following them pulled up behind their car and stopped. Joey-Jane and Dawson got out of the purple Geo Metro and approached the fictional five. "Looks like you girls could use some help." Dawson said with a sheepish grin. Janice was immediately suspicious and reached for her remote control. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Joey-Jane said as she pulled out her own evil remote control. Dawson began to laugh menacingly. The five girls knew they were in trouble now. Sandy

then they realized that they were all old friends and they shook hands and said hi and got gas and turned on amusement park rides with their own remote controls billy joe-bob the third

Until his car careened off of the highway, fell into a gulch and left him in a coma. none

He woke up what seemed a while later. He looked and saw his friends and family around him. His mother was right by his side and since she was there he got better soon! kat

He woke up 10 years later, his mind awash with thoughts of spaceships, remote controls, stiletto heels, and such. James felt empty. Where was his family, his friends, where was his doctors for that matter. Wait a minute, he wasn't even in a hospital! James was in what looked like an old time dentist office. He was strapped to a dentist chair and a row of stainless steel instruments lined up in a row on a tray next to him. "What the hell is going on?", James thought out loud. He saw the calendar on the wall, Apr 29, 2008. 10 years since his accident. What happened and why was he in this room. He heard the shoes of someone walking up to the door of the room he was in. The door flung open and a very old man with a white lab coat and a black leather apron. He was just about to ask what was going on when the old man stuffed a dirty black rag in his mouth. James tried to scream, but the rag muffled the sound. The old man picked up a big metal clamp and, in one swift movement, pulled the rag out of James' mouth and put in the clamp. James' mouth felt numb. There must have been some sort of anesthetic on the rag. The old man pryed James mouth open with the clamp. James tried to close his mouth, but the clamp kept it open. The old man picked up a big, metal wrench-like object and advanced towards James' mouth. He extracted on of James fronth teeth. Pain seared through James' brain. 4 hours later the old man left the room, every tooth in James' mouth was on a tray in front of him, and blood poured forth out of James' mouth. J.M. Carr

James whimpered piteously, blood, saliva and tooth fragments spluttering out of his still pried open mouth. He couldnāt remove the clamp or even get up to leave because he was strapped to the dentistās chair. He tried to call for help but he nearly choked on his own oral fluids. All he could do was whimper and cry. James had never felt so alone, abandoned and helpless. Suddenly, the door of the operatory opened. James stiffened with fear. In stepped a women wearing a dayglo orange leather jacket over a hot pink sequined tube top and dayglo orange leather mini-skirt and hot pink stiletto healed pumps. Her hair was teased and twirled into a gravity defying 3 foot high beehive. Naturally, it was strawberry blonde. "Excuse me," she said while doing the potty dance, "where can I find a restroom? I desperately need to relieve this freakishly small bladder of mine!" James could only squeak pathetically. "Oh, Iām sorry." Vashondra Du Lunchenette said. "I didnāt mean to interrupt." She left the room and closed the door behind her. She continued down the long corridor which was lined on either side with doors, none of which were restrooms. "Oh my gawd! This is such a freaking nightmare!" Vashondra said, beginning to panic at the thought of what urine would do to her leather skirt. Then she had a revelation. She realized that she actually was having a nightmare and just needed to wake up. She was, for the moment, greatly relieved. She opened her eyes and found herself riding in the back of her own car which Dawson was driving. Vashondra began to shriek uncontrollably. She had actually awakened into a worse nightmare than when she was asleep! Sandy

The Story	The Authors
Fortunately, the fictional five had found Vashondra's car right in the parking lot of the evil amusement park and they (Vashondra du Lunchenette, Bitzy Bootleg, Janice, Kristi and the angel Dianne) were all heading down the carefree highway, happy and relieved to be completely out of danger - or so they thought. They hadn't yet noticed that they were being followed and they hadn't yet noticed that the gas tank was very nearly empty. Bitzy cranked up the radio and began mixing drinks when suddenly the car began to sputter and the engine died. Vashondra steered the dayglo green convertible mustang onto the shoulder of the road where it came to a halt. "What's up?" Janice asked. "We're out of gas!" Vashondra said. "I don't understand it, we filled it up just a few days ago, or so it seems." she continued. Then the small car that had been following them pulled up behind their car and stopped. Joey-Jane and Dawson got out of the purple Geo Metro and approached the fictional five. "Looks like you girls could use some help." Dawson said with a sheepish grin. Janice was immediately suspicious and reached for her remote control. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Joey-Jane said as she pulled out her own evil remote control. Dawson began to laugh menacingly. The five girls knew they were in trouble now.	Sandy
then they realized that they were all old friends and they shook hands and said hi and got gas and turned on amusement park rides with their own remote controls	billy joe-bob the third
Until his car careened off of the highway, fell into a gulch and left him in a coma.	none
He woke up what seemed a while later. He looked and saw his friends and family around him. His mother was right by his side and since she was there he got better soon!	kat
He woke up 10 years later, his mind awash with thoughts of spaceships, remote controls, stiletto heels, and such. James felt empty. Where was his family, his friends, where was his doctors for that matter. Wait a minute, he wasn't even in a hospital! James was in what looked like an old time dentist office. He was strapped to a dentist chair and a row of stainless steel instruments lined up in a row on a tray next to him. "What the hell is going on?", James thought out loud. He saw the calendar on the wall, Apr 29, 2008. 10 years since his accident. What happened and why was he in this room. He heard the shoes of someone walking up to the door of the room he was in. The door flung open and a very old man with a white lab coat and a black leather apron. He was just about to ask what was going on when the old man stuffed a dirty black rag in his mouth. James tried to scream, but the rag muffled the sound. The old man picked up a big metal clamp and, in one swift movement, pulled the rag out of James' mouth and put in the clamp. James' mouth felt numb. There must have been some sort of anesthetic on the rag. The old man pryed James mouth open with the clamp. James tried to close his mouth, but the clamp kept it open. The old man picked up a big, metal wrench-like object and advanced towards James' mouth. He extracted on of James fronth teeth. Pain seared through James' brain. 4 hours later the old man left the room, every tooth in James' mouth was on a tray in front of him, and blood poured forth out of James' mouth.	J.M. Carr
James whimpered piteously, blood, saliva and tooth fragments spluttering out of his still pried open mouth. He couldnāt remove the clamp or even get up to leave because he was strapped to the dentistās chair. He tried to call for help but he nearly choked on his own oral fluids. All he could do was whimper and cry. James had never felt so alone, abandoned and helpless. Suddenly, the door of the operatory opened. James stiffened with fear. In stepped a women wearing a dayglo orange leather jacket over a hot pink sequined tube top and dayglo orange leather mini-skirt and hot pink stiletto healed pumps. Her hair was teased and twirled into a gravity defying 3 foot high beehive. Naturally, it was strawberry blonde. "Excuse me," she said while doing the potty dance, "where can I find a restroom? I desperately need to relieve this freakishly small bladder of mine!" James could only squeak pathetically. "Oh, Iām sorry." Vashondra Du Lunchenette said. "I didnāt mean to interrupt." She left the room and closed the door behind her. She continued down the long corridor which was lined on either side with doors, none of which were restrooms. "Oh my gawd! This is such a freaking nightmare!" Vashondra said, beginning to panic at the thought of what urine would do to her leather skirt. Then she had a revelation. She realized that she actually was having a nightmare and just needed to wake up. She was, for the moment, greatly relieved. She opened her eyes and found herself riding in the back of her own car which Dawson was driving. Vashondra began to shriek uncontrollably. She had actually awakened into a worse nightmare than when she was asleep!	Sandy

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