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Sorry this was part two so now i have to change the part names of the others. I messed up im so sorry. So now the order will be bit messed up. Please forgive me :(
Talking to strangers can be a little creepy, I’ve heard that enough. Hey, but what if Mr. Stranger was a little too friendly? Does that count? I don’t know. For real, my fear of getting to know someon...
Cam stood in the doorway of Dr. Strange's office. If it was possible for him to have a knowing glint in his robot eyes, then this was the moment of glintiest glinting. "Wow! That's an impressive cost...
The wide glass doors of the Kosupure Hospital spread wide as Ellen approached with Cam slung over her shoulder. It was a chilly morning, but Ellen was already caked with dirt and sweat from her cumber...
Ellen fell into a world of swirling colors and blurs. It was as if she were living inside of her body but not entirely in control of it. She was carried around on automatic legs and looked out at the ...
Ellen watched the lights flashing above the elevator doors - 33, 34, 35 - as they continued up toward the top of the skyscraper. Ellen knew who Stan Lee was, but Cam knew more. "Stan Lee was a comic b...
With few words spoken between them, Ellen and Cam had made their way back to their ship, left Switch, and set a new course for Kosupure. Although he was entirely devoid of empathy, Cam was able to ana...
A robot butler with an honest-to-god monocle open the giant door and ushered Ellen inside. He informed Ellen that all the women in the queen's court were currently residing in the Puppy Den. It was a ...
Switch was much easier to spot than the previous planets they'd landed on. It was pretty much the same as the others, but there were islands made entirely of discarded glitter that shined like beacons...
"I'm here Eleanor." Cam stepped out of the smoke like some sort of bad joke. It was as if Ellen had asked for an iPod on her birthday and gotten a Zune instead. And like a child opening a disappointin...
Ellen blinked and immediately before shot up from her sleeping cot. She had a needle in her left arm that was connected to a bag of liquid nutrition. Gatorade, I think. She didn't know how long she'd ...
Ellen had been rationing her nutrient supply for several weeks. They were the longest weeks of her life. The ship was floating listlessly and couldn't be piloted. There was no way to watch any of the ...