...you and Amanda suddenly found yourself in a dark gloomy cavern
filled with a mixture of flourescent lighting,work cubicles at which overworked dwarves were
processing wishes at breakneck speed.Pieces of paper were flying about,punch cards
were sailing about and the dot matrix printing unit was merrily
clacking away.
You and Amanda stepped carefully around a foot tall dragon who was muttering
"money money money" as it hauled a sack of treasure towards one of several piles
of dragon hoards scattered about the cavern
You politely tapped one big beefy ogre temp,who bellowed
"whaddayawant"
"The Ring Lord?" sayeth you
" One Ring to Hold Em
One Ring to Bind Em
Three three time four
The Dragon Lords roar
Once a mighty Sauron
Now a foot tall dragon"
"Not Tolkien,but tough "said the ogre temp as he pointed a thumb
in the direction of the dragon hauling the sack of treasure
"Thats the fellow you want to talk to"
The lights dimmed and all the dwarves curves as their
terminals crashed and rebooted...