With a Click of the Pen

The walls of the science building were white and the floor tiles were slightly

lighter than dirt. Any other time, being in this building I would be screaming on the

inside. ‘’Let me out of this fucking place; this is no place for a literary giant, such as

myself.’’

Dr. Fields told me to meet him in his office in room 301 at 3:30. I came to the

stairway and as I was ascending the steps I thought to myself, ‘’Someone farted, gross.’’

I fought through the wall of invisible heinousness and made my way to Dr. Fields’

office. His door was wide open but he paid me no mind, instead he just sat at his

computer, his eyes racing across the screen, scanning it behind a pair of rounded-frame

glasses. I knocked on the office door. He glanced over and gave me a simple nod. ‘’Hello

Montgomery,’’ he said.

‘’Hey,’’ I replied.

‘’Ready to get started?’’ Dr. Fields asked, raising his eyebrow. A speck of

Excite filled his eyes.

‘’What do I have to do?’’ My imagination ran rampant. I imagined being strapped

to a table, Dr. Fields doping me up with all kinds of weird hallucinatory drugs.

‘’Why did I have to agree to let you give me a shot before doing this?’’ I asked.

‘’To protect you from foreign bacteria you may encounter during your trip to

another dimension.’’

‘’I see.’’

This turned out to be a lie.

He walked over to me, reached into the breast pocket of his five hundred

dollar suit jacket, and pulled out a pen. ‘’You’ll need this.’’ He said, allowing a tiny smirk

to cross his mustachioed face.

I looked at the pen and then back at the professor. ‘’Um, how is this going to

allow me to travel to another dimension?’’

‘’Just click the top, my boy,’’ He said, practically leaping out of the way.

I shrugged, nonchalantly clicking the pen top. I leaped out of my seat and spun

faster than light toward the wall. I went through the wall, unscathed. It felt more like

going through water as opposed to a solid wall. I found myself in a jungle. Thick

shrubbery and trees surrounded me. ‘’Where am I,’’ I thought.

I began walking. The sky was red, as was the soil. I felt something sting my hand.

I looked down and saw a mosquito bite me. I swatted him Splat. I flicked the corpse off

my hand and he sank into the red soil. I continued walking, completely ignorant of where

I was or even where I was going. ‘’Had Dr. Fields’ pen worked?’’ I thought.

‘’Was I actually in another dimension? If so, which one? Wait, where’s the pen?’’

I soon realized the pen was in my back jeans pocket. ‘’Weird,’’ I thought. ‘’I don’t

remember putting it back there, oh well.’’ I shrugged.

I continued walking. I happened upon a tribe of native-looking people. They wore

white face paint and had big crazy pierced ears. Huge holes in their lobes. ‘’Gross,’’ I

thought.

The natives were dancing around a giant bonfire. One of the natives noticed me and grunted. He spoke in an alien language and alerted his tribe. ‘’Shit,’’ thought I.

The men chased me, shaking their pea shooters at me and I felt a dart hit me in the

leg. I started feeling faint. I fell to the ground. When I awoke, I found myself tied to a

tree.’’Who are you people; what do you want with me?’’

I saw one of the fat chiefs raise his machete and plunge it into my belly. He sliced

me open, pulled out my heart, and ate it. I became world famous after that, Apparently Dr.

Fields had a spare pen and used it to go into the Tribal Dimension, which was the

dimension I had wandered into and came and retrieved my brain.

He had given me the shot to extract part of my DNA. He used this DNA to clone me

and he used my brain to animate the clone. He shot a serum directly into my brain to

erase the part of my memory that would remember traveling through another dimension.

The serum failed and, I, or the clone me, remember everything, even

memories of the dead, but that is another story.