Briefcase Genie Option Aa: Hear the Next Two Options
Today we have the next part in the adventure of the Briefcase Genie. But shhh, don’t let the briefcase hear you say that!
If you missed the first two parts, click to the left under recent posts on Briefcase Genie and Briefcase Genie Option A. Then return here and vote for how you’d like to proceed but choose wisely, for there are many dangers in the world!
Enjoy.
Briefcase Genie Option Aa: Hear the Next Two Options
Photo courtesy of Sebring’s Snapshots.
You lie on the sand and just watch the moon rise and creep across the sky for a while. As you do so you contemplate your options.
You’ve only a few dollars in your pocket, no credit cards (you did the freezing them in a block of ice thing a while ago…), and your bank account is almost empty, so getting home on your own sounds nigh on impossible. You hesitantly ask the briefcase, “Do you have two more options for me?”
“But of course.” It answers and then just sits there staring blankly at you.
“Well… Can I hear them?”
“Certainly. Hot or Cold?”
This is an easy decision. Living in Denver, Colorado with its beautiful mountains all around has given you plenty of cold days. Somewhere warm is the place for you!
“Hot, please,” you request.
“Excellent choice. Just close and re-open the case and you’ll find everything you need. Watch out for sand fleas.”
“Eeeeeww.” You say as you close it up. When you re-open it, there is no hologram, but there is a plane ticket, your very own passport with a stamp already in it from when you “entered” Thailand, a small pile of money and a can of mosquito repellant.
You wonder just for a moment if you’ll still have a job when you return home, but the sunrise sparkling up over the horizon drives the worrisome thought from your mind. What a spectacular sight!
After enjoying the sunrise, you get yourself to the airport. Turns out, getting a taxi is the same no matter where you go. But the drivers are a little more aggressive here.
At the airport, the tiny, little lady behind the ticket counter gives you a funny look which concerns you. Maybe the briefcase is messing with you. Maybe it’s not a real ticket. But everything checks out ok and she points you towards security where lines of people are already taking their shoes off. After you make it through the line, you stop at the restroom and one look in the mirror causes you to realize she was looking at you funny because of your hair! You have the worst helmet hair ever!
You’re still not even sure where you’re heading till you get to the gate and read Belize as the destination. Where is that? And how long will it take to get there?
Turns out it’s in Central America and it takes you a full 24 hours to get there. But the case somehow got you in first class so you sleep and eat in style and are very well rested when you arrive.
The next week that you spend in this little part of paradise is beyond awesome. You explore ancient Mayan ruins, and jungles full of the noisiest and most colorful birds. You relax on the beach, swim and get a little sunburned.
Your favorite part by far, though, has been scuba diving in Lighthouse Reef and the Great Blue Hole. The hole was a cave some thousands of years ago. But at some point the roof collapsed leaving an almost perfect circle about 1000 feet across. The scuba diving took you almost two full days to master, but it was so worth it! There’s still even stalactites at the bottom!
Your briefcase head hasn’t reappeared at all while you’ve been here. But that’s been perfectly fine with you.
You figure today’s probably the last day here ‘cause the money has almost run out. So after the traditional dinner of rice, beans and fried chicken, you head down the beach with the case for a stroll. You plan to lie on the beach, watch the stars again and see if the hologram will show up with your next options.
You pick a spot as far away from the lights of the resort as possible, spread your towel and stretch out. Ah! It’s still warm from the day. You dig your toes in and savor the softness of the sand. You open the case, but no luck yet.
The moon creeps slowly across the heavens, your eyes are getting droopy and you sigh with contentment.
And then you’re sure you’re dreaming ‘cause it looks like the stars are coalescing and shaping themselves to look like humans dancing. They dance closer and closer. Not any bigger than normal, still tiny twinkly stars, but close enough to touch.
You reach out and behind you you hear your voice say, “ I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
You jump up and the stars scatter like frightened butterflies. You stand there very still and they dance their way closer again. As they twirl around, you ask, “Why not touch them?”
“The only other time I’ve witnessed the Invitation of the Stars, the young girl who did touch became one of them. “
Just to make sure you aren’t dreaming, you pinch yourself. OUCH!
“This is real then?”
“Oh yes, and I’ve no idea if they’ll go away or not so we’d better give you the next options and get out of here.”
You just sigh in response. A star girl twirls by so close, you can feel the breeze of her passing.
“Yes, yes, we’d better hurry. Would you like forwards or backwards?”
So…
Aa1: Backwards
or
Aa2: Forwards
Thank you Leslie for this fun adventure! Check back Thursday to see how it all finishes.
Leslie and her husband, Nick.
Blessings,
Jennifer
(Please post a comment with your choice. Heads up, after feedback, one vote per comment per day please but comment as much as you like=) This makes counting votes easier. Voting will end at 8pm Mountain Time Wednesday. I’ll post whichever option gets the most votes on Thursday and we’ll see how the adventure ends!)
