With the writer gone, Jess found the glaring error in her plan. She can't reach the keyboard from inside the
screen!
"Becky! what do we do?!" she screams.
Becky couldn't believe what she saw, her friend had drawn the story to a halt. Owls were frozen motionless in
the night sky, the officer standing like a statue beside them. She quickly devised a plan.
"We need to get to a story where you haven't scared the author away!" She blurted.
"OK, but how?"
"Hit the link to the story index, it's on our side of the screen now, then get us into another thread!"
Hesitantly, she reached up and clicked. "here goes..."
Their world went bright white as her selection loaded. Soon a message came to them.
**Welcome to Choose Your Own Transformation, please select your starting path!**
"All right! it worked!" Cheered Becky, "Now we need to follow one of these story arcs."
"can we just go for a walk? I think we can stay away from trouble there."
Becky burst into laughter...