Saturday, September 19, 2009

The Rare Purple Elephant pt. 6

Their destination was directly in front of them, or at least in front of where the map said the island should be.
During the time that Rebbo had sailed from the side of the bermuda triangle, he had turned quite green and upchucked repeatidly over the side of the ship in in the rain. He was grumpy, to say the least.
Now he was at where his island should be, and there was nothing there!!!
He was beginning to think he should have gone to Africa instead.

All of a sudden, the captain yells out "Oye! Dehr be eh greyt weend eh blewin meester Rehboh! Ye best be gehtin insoyd!"
Rebbo had no idea what he said.
That was when the strangest thing happened, and it burned itself into everybody's brains for all eternity.

In the place where the island would be, a big glowing blue HOLE in the water appeared, like a vortex, and the ship was sucked down, Rebbo holding onto the prow for dear life.
As they went down, they managed to scramble into the captain's quarters, and were stuck on the roof for a while as they plummeted downward.

Suddenly, they started floating, as though there was no gravity, and they were smacked against the floor as the boat rose up, up up...

Suddenly, all was still, and four unconcious men were lying in the cabin.
Dang.

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