The Only Sometimes Credible Memoirs of Natasha Newt

Disclaimer: Although it might not appear so at first, this is a TRUE story... seriously. You'll get how that is possible at the end. Enjoy.

CHAPTER 12 

She was suddenly in the science wing of her high school. So much commotion everywhere. Why was everyone scrambling to find their friends? Natasha frantically stopped a by-passer and asked, "What is going on?" 

"The disease is spreading, and the school is surrounded!" the gangly boy screamed.

"What the hell is this kid talking about?" Natasha wondered.  

She found a group of seven other kids who seemed calmer than the rest. They were all intently whispering to one another. 

Naturally, Natasha leaned in to listen. It was an escape route. They were planning to escape the confines of the school grounds. But why? She was still mulling over why she was so confused. And why was she playing along as if this strange scenario could actually play out in real life. "Are you in Natasha? Can you close the door behind you?"

She snapped out of it. "Sure, I guess." she replied to the group staring down at her. 

"Alright, it's a go then. Come on guys." said the same boy who had spoken directly to Natasha before. 

"I guess he's the leader then," Natasha pondered shortly.

They rushed down to the bottom of the stairs when they heard a load groan, followed by shrieks and cries coming from up the stairs.

This was real. How could it be? Natasha decided that she would stop wondering why, and simply act. She followed the group through the doors that lead to the baseball field through the gym. 

She was shocked at what she saw. Zombies everywhere. "Okay, that's enough." Natasha mumbled to herself in disbelief. 

"Come on!!" exclaimed the assertive, nameless leader. 

She followed him through a narrow tunnel, and suddenly appeared in New York City. What appeared to be holographic thermometer rested in the sky with rapidly dwindling percentages accompanying the large, strange image.

Everyone was in a frenzy. The city had an unnaturally orange hue. Something was terrible wrong. There were twenty times the amount of Zombies as before. "What is that?" Natasha asked, pointing up to the mysterious shape atop the buildings. 

"That's the amount of oxygen left on the planet, Natasha. We have to find Mike... Wait! There he is! He has the portal. Quick everyone, before it's too late!" said the leader with a purposeful stride.

They ran to the mysterious man named Mike standing on a dock. "GET IN!" He exclaimed, pointing to a swirling portal right out of the movies. 

Without thinking, Natasha followed her companions into the portal and in a split second, reappeared in a dense, blue forrest with sparkling dew and gleaming moonlight surrounding her. She looked down at herself. She had transformed into Mini Mouse. The others had become other cartoon characters. "What is this world?!" Natasha exclaimed.

All of the sudden she was jolted awake by the familiar sound of Marimba. Her iphone alarm. She sat up, and croaked, "What the hell. That was the coolest dream I've ever had. I need to tell someone."