Apr 29, 2010 14:33
[A twelve year old has activated his computer and his tone is very polite but underneath it's 'I am freaking the hell out, help!'] Uh, excuse me? Could... could anyone possibly, if you don't mind, tell me where I am?
It seems to be a cabin, but outside? I look out the window and there's no floor! And I don't recognise the stars!
Perhaps you know my parents? Their names are George and Martha and um... I'm Robert, so if you see them, would mind directing them... to ah... hold on!
[He leaves the field of vision and there are the sounds of a short burst of running, a quiet chant of 1... 2... 3... and running back] To Level Five, room eight!
[Suddenly excited!] Hey, are we on a space ship?
bob_fraser_jnr,
bob is surprisingly adaptable,
my mom was harder than her bannock,
barge!plot