NARAYANNE:Piney Woods

The whole scene began to twist and spiral like colorful water going down a drain Dreams and conciseness merged with memories not his own, not even of this world, then nothing. Weed had no idea how long he had been out. He came to with one hell of a headache. The brunette with the identity crisis was shaking him. She said, "He came back and stunned us both and took your body." Weed in no mood for riddles got up unsteadily. His hand looked too big. He looked about at the pine woods. "Were are we," he asked in a voice that was too deep. I don't know she said," it was dark when I came to and our tormentor was long gone." "Lady what the hell is going on" Weed asked. "I wish I knew" she sighed. "I can only say you have my body and I don't know who's body I have. Here look at your self in this puddle," she said. It was Weed turn to be dazed and confused as he stared into the puddle and saw the face the world knew as Raymond Jones starring back. They walked along quietly for a while. The trail turned into a dirt road in less then 20 meters. The road parted a dark and endless sea of pines. They walked toward an artificial light that offered hope of civilization in its distant twinkle. "This can't be happening!" Weed said. "Sure, but would you mind telling me how to wake up from this nightmare?" Jones asked. "And by the way who the hell are you?" She continued. "My name is John Weed your wife hired me to find you." Weed answered. "Sounds just like Sara, the consummate worrywart. She probably came to you when company security brushed her off as the little girl who cried wolf. Well this time she was right for a change," sighed Jones. After a long thoughtful pause Jones continued "Congratulations Mr. Weed, you found your man body and soul, after a fashion anyway." Weed took a long while responding, they continued to walk each alone with their thoughts. Finally he broke the deadly silence, "I think we are in New Jersey." Weed said. "What makes you say that?" Jones asked. "Well the sandy soil, the pine trees with there accompanying under story growth, the size and voracity of the misquotes, and that real-estate sign with the 609 area code." Weed stated. They both had a short nervous laugh.