A singing kid's voice drifts across the white sand, coming from the trees bordering the edge.

"Loo loo loo I've got some apples, loo loo loo, you've got some too," sings the little blond boy who walks past the perimeter and takes a few steps beyond onto the beach. He doesn't notice anything at first, but after a second, each subsequent step he ( Read more... )

The door of the hotel opens, revealing a young kid of about eight or nine, jamming along to his portable CD player. He struts in before noticing his surroundings, which causes him to stop abruptly, hitting the pause button. Frowning, he takes out his ear plugs, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. Did he walk into the wrong building by ( Read more... )