"I guess we swim,"  Rosie offered, as she walked out onto a rock in the
murky water.
    "Yeah!"  Sammi agreed, and followed her sister.
    "Let's fly, Buzz,"  Maxie stated.
    "Naw," Buzz replied.  "I can't fly through this place.  We'll hit some
of those low hanging trees."
    "Great,"  Wiggles declared.  "We have hit a dead end."
    "What we need is a boat," Foxie offered, looking around.
    "Yeah," Pierre added.  "I'll start looking for some fallen logs, and
some vines.  We can make a raft."
    "Hey,"  Maxie stated.  "How come that rock that Rosie and Sammi are
standing on has eyeballs?"
    "Yeah,"  Buzz said.  "And nostrils..."
    "Uh oh," Rosie proclaimed, as she felt the "rock" that she and Sammi
were standing on begin to rise slowly but surely into the air.  She looked
down upon the head of the huge alligator beneath them, and all she saw were
rows of razor-sharp teeth glinting back at her and Sammi through the hazy fog...
 
    (to be continued...)
[Posted in FML issue 1669]