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Then a very bright light shone through the window where the storm once was.

His head ached violently as he felt popping sensastions in his brain like millions of tiny explosions.

oops. sorry for the typo up there.

Gosh, did my sentence suck so bad that no one wants to add on?

No, Chi, you sentence didn't suck. I've just had my hands full doing other things.

Next sentence - His feet lifted off the ground and through the broken doors he flew.

Disappearing into the darkness, maybe to never be seen again.

So far, we have 24 sentences to the story. After maybe another 5 sentences, I'll bring this story to a close. Then we will start another one, if that is alright with everyone. Below, I put all the sentences in order so everyone can easily read straight through them. If no one has added another sentence by tomorrow evening, I'll add another one.

The sound of the balcony doors shattering abruptly drew me out of what had been a deep and peaceful sleep.

I sat bolt upright, swiveled my head while searching my brain for a time or place to match the alien bizarre scene converging on my senses.

In the cloud that formed above the rubble, a strange shape emerged.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

It was Vance wearing a silk cap and he looked as if he was in a trance.

"What are you doing here?" I asked?

"I'm not sure."

I rubbed my eyes to ensure I was not dreaming.

Vance's sleepy face fills with confusion as he reaches into the pocket of his robe and pulls out a knife dripping with blood.

Suddenly, thunder crashed and lightning flashed through a window.

Off in the distance while the flashing reflects onto the fogged, dirty window, a shadow of something not so human glares at him.

The murky figure turns toward the fog and seems to sink into the mist; leaving behind a...

...cloud of magical purple dust that shimmers as it settles onto her shag carpet.

Somehow it made her think that the Japanese blowfish she had for dinner may not have been properly prepared afterall.

She considered the bloody knife Vance had carried as she dropped to her knees and carefully collected the shiny dust the strange figure had left behind into a plastic bag.

"I've got to find out what this is." she said as she studied the dust in the bag.

The light sparkled and danced off it like millions of tiny disco balls.

Vance stared down at the bloody knife he held in his hand as it began to shake violently.

Suddenly, as if in slow motion, the knife dropped to the floor.

He leaned over to pick it up and suddenly it vanished.

Then a very bright light shone through the window where the storm once was.

His head ached violently as he felt popping sensations in his brain like millions of tiny explosions.

His feet lifted off the ground and through the broken doors he flew.

Disappearing into the darkness, maybe to never be seen again.

"I have to find out what these crystals are and find out why there was a bloody knife." she said with a quizzical look as she was very confused from what has transpired.

"Hey! I'm flying!! Is that cool or what?" He shouted with excitement, then he looked down, up. side to side with increasing astonishment.

The End