Crisp leaves crackled as he hovered by.

Crisp leaves crackled as he hovered by. He never touched the ground, but the field repelled everything beneath him. There wouldn't be foot prints, but if you measured the compact

disc's diameter it came to about 120 mm. That was just wide enough to wedge into the ionic exhaust. He propelled forward and noticed that the disc's album art revealed Bel Biv

Smith was a shoddy copy of the iconic band, Bel Biv Devoe. The mere thought of BBD brought back old memories and an earworm of their song, "Poison." He screamed. Now he'd never

ached for a New Edition, but to no avail. Instead the band played cover after cover, demonstrating the creativity of a

child that had to write "i will never do it again" over and over again. When the band took its break I made my way over to the lead singer and said

I thought he was going to burst out in laughter, but instead he burst out in song, and not the song everyone was expecting.

He hadn't sung the Croatian national anthem for ... well he'd never sung it actually... never heard it before, come to think about it. But out it burst from him, and people

were convinced he was possessed by demons, so they

pulled out their amulets and asked the Orixas for help,as this gorgeous golden light filled in the room with so much love and hope,that suddenlly all was well.