After watching the rerun of the Olympic closing ceremony, you turned off your computer. You need the sleep that you desperately crave. As you lay back on your bed, you curl up cuddling with your pillow. Pretending it's a band member of some sort. Cuddling more, you treat John Lennon's song "Imagine" as a lullaby to aid you to sleep.
"Hey Miss! Wake up!"
The shout along with the heavy shake alerts you awake. You look around, petrified, this isn't the place you remember sleeping in. You're on the hard ground, not in your comfy bed!? You look around in the bright sunlight, you're in a field of grass, close to the mountains. Next to you is a boy.
A country boy who looked to be about ten, but you can't really tell. You sense no threat from him as you look as his choice of clothing. Barefoot, overalls with a whie shirt, a young poor country boy...
"Are you okay, miss?" he asks, adjusting his straw hat.
"Uh... Yeah, but... Where am I?" You ask, plucking a swaying daisy.
"In Pepperland," he says.
"Really?" You ask, scanning once more. "It doesn't look like it."
"This is the country part miss, the city is faw away from here," he says, sitting down cross-legged in front of you. "You don't look like you're from here."
"I'm not."
"Then what happened?"
You proceed to tell your story about how you curled up to sleep, and then suddenly you're in this new place called Pepperland.
"Well I'm sorry to hear that miss, I could help you out a little. I mean the only way to get out is to go to city of Pepperland and take the yellow submarine," he says. "Or at least that's what my mama told me."
You nod. "Well then, if it's the only way to get out, then I'll take your advice... Which way to the city?"
The boy helps you up and leads you to a small mountain stream. He helps you walk along rocks and logs until you get across. Eventually he leads you to a path that leads you to the mountains.
"I'm sorry, but this is as far as my mama will let me go. I'm not allowed to go into the mountains. There's bob cats and lions there," he says backing away.
"No, it's fine," You assure. "What should I do here?"
"You have to keep going on this path to get to the black mountains.. I have a friend there, his name is Rocky Raccoon. He can help you."
You nod, thanking him and saying your good-bye once more. You begin to walk along the path, not looking back with your determination to press foward. Just take the path straight you're on and you'll be in the black mountains in no time!