While the man tried to regain his wits, Jim turned around and tried to find the redhead again to no avail.
"This sucks," he mumbled, "This has got to be a dream, and I even lost the babe."
Needless to say, he was quickly fed up with the whole mess, and tried to get out to another town, city or fort to find a woman with SOMETHING up top. Unfortunately, he exited the town on the Northeast trail, which had a most unusual feature...
"Look out! Some fool's going to fall in the Hole of Iyenganon!" came a shout from his left.
Jim's head snapped up in time to see the redhead he was checking out before the world dropped out from under him.
Jim hit the floor, jerking completely awake. Well, that was some dream.
Too bad about the girl... Finally taking in his surroundings, Jim is
surprised to recognize the layout of a generic hotel room. Ferthermore,
everything seemed to be a bit blurry...
He spots a pair of glasses on the nightstand next to him and quickly puts
them on.
"What the hell?" He exlaimed in wonder.
In the mirror of the headboard, Jim examined his profile. His face had a few lines in it. He had a stubble. There were a few scars he couldn't quite remember earning.
Now came the hard part: where am I and what am I doing here?
Stepping to the dresser, he quickly scanned the piles of folders, notes, binders, and other miscellanious papers to find a day planner. Flipping to the bookmarked date, he found out that he had left a note, reminding himself to organize his notes before the presentation at the convention this evening. Directions to the hall were scribbled in the margin
Well, whatever I'm doing now seems to be pretty big, Jim thought. Now let's see who I turn out to be.
As Jim turned to the closet, something started chirping next to the bed. Finding his watch, he shut off the alarm. 8:00AM. Plenty of time. Back to the important part.
Opening the closet, Jim rifled through the clothes. I hope something in here helps... Bingo!
Jim pulled out a grey sport coat with a tag attached to the collar. Bold print proclaimed it a Dangenson Convention Multi-Pass. Flipping it over, Jim read...
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