From: J.Howard Kuehn <GARFIELD007@worldnet.att.net> Subject: [PW!] A Midsummers Nightmare! Date: Monday, August 09, 1999 8:30 PM <<We actually made it!>> That was the first thing James could make out. Psycho was right next to him, succeding in waking his master up. His head really hurt, which unfortunatly seems to happen often. Even through the ememnse pain, jumbled memorys such as island apparently floating as well as a fight between him and Dreadite came to him, but not much else. Looking around, he noticed he was in the infirmary of the ATR base, and a doctor was approaching the bed. "Well James, is looks like you have gotton yourself into a real mess this time" His face was covered with a frown, the voice coming out of it seemed nervous. "If you have something to tell me doc, say it" "Well, you asked me. You've been infected with a catalyst of some sort. A needle was recovered right next to you, and was dusted for fingerprints. Butch's were found." James slammed his fist against the wall. "What is this doing to me?" "Well..... we don't actually know, although it isn't damaging you" James opened his mouth, about to speak, but his mind felt miles away and darkness surrounded him. Voices were calling to him. Faces of rocket members appeared, larger then life. Dreadite appeared directly in front of him. "Beware of Madians Peak" He faded away, and Maria appeared. "Your evil will be reborned" More and more people appeared, spitting out riddles and clues, untill Dreadite appeared once more. "You will be DEAD!" Sword in hand, he slashed downward forcefully. Just as the blade slashed his nemesises neck, light appeared again. Raven was infront of him "Are you okay bud?" James could feel his heart racing and lungs pounding. "I don't know, but something big is about to happen" TBC... -James Who really hates his phone line.