CARRYIN DA PROPHET
by NewsiesRacetrack88 and NewsiesSpot88

---Brooklyn---

It was a dark and stormy night.

Spot Conlon awoke with a terrible nightmare. He sat up quickly and grabbed his cane. "I MUST GET TO MANHATTAN!" he shrieked.

---Manhattan---

It was a dark and stormy night.

Jack Kelly awoke with a terrible nightmare. He sat up quickly and grabbed his rope. "I MUST GET TO BROOKLYN!" he shrieked.

But Jack, contrary to Spot, was too scared to go alone. So he rallied up an unhappy bunch of newsies to accompany him: Racetrack, Kid Blink, and Skittery.

Race was very put out. "Why are we going this way? I thought we were going to Brooklyn."

"Well, duh, we gotta bug Davey first."

"Why?"

"CAUSE THE WITCHES TOLD ME TO!"
Blink exchanged a glance with Skittery. "I think he's officially lost it," he muttered.

"I HEARD THAT."

---The Jacobs' House---

Tap, tap.

Sarah awoke. "Jack!" she cried, a huge smile on her face. She opened the window, ruining her best night gown in the process, and threw her arms around Jack's neck.
"Hey! Get off me!"

Jack shoved her out of the way and proceeded to go into David's room.

Sarah sat on the bed and wept. "WHY DON"T YOU LOVE ME ANYMORE?" she cried in angst.

"Jeez, woman, lighten up," Race grumbled, trying to light his cigar. He didn't realize that when it rains, water puts out fire. In the end, he just shoved the cigar into Skittery's nose.

"Davey, get up."

Jack shook his hair over the sleeping boy's face. David sat up at once in reaction to the cold water, and the boys banged heads.

"Ow! Davey, what was that for?" Jack whined.

David glared at him. "Why are you here?"

"Because I had a dream and the witches told me to take you to Brooklyn with us. We gotta go see Spot."

"Huh? Wait… us?"

David shrieked at the sight of a troop of wet angry teenage newsies dripping all over his rug. "NO!" he wailed, falling onto the floor on his knees. "CASHMERE…. RUINED!"

"Jeez, woman, lighten up," Race grumbled, kicking him.

---Brooklyn Bridge---

After a heated argument in the Jacobs' house, Jack was herding Race, Blink, Skittery, David, and even Les across the bridge. Reaching the center, Jack shrieked.

"A DARK FIGURE!" he yelled. No one heard him over the wind.

"What?" Skittery yelled.

"A DARK FIGURE! LIKE THE WITCHES SAID!"

It was true. Through the fog, a dark figure, like the witches said, was approaching. Jack screamed bloody murder and clung to David as if his life depended on it (which, in fact, it did).

It was Spot.

"SPOT! THANK GOODNESS!" Jack yelled, shoving David into Blink and clinging to the smaller boy, all but smothering him.

"Listen, Jacky Boy, I had a dream!" Spot said dramatically.

"Me, too!"

"Shush!"
Jack quieted down. They all sat down on the ground, oblivious to the wet stone, and crowded around Spot, the revered story teller (as of right now).

"I had a dream!" he repeated even more dramatically. "That one day! Today, in fact! All of us together!

The newsies were quickly losing patience, except Jack, who was rapt in wonder.

"And then-"

"Yea, yea, ya had a dream, now what?" Race muttered.

Spot glared at him. "I dunno. I needed to talk to Jacky boy about it."

"And I needed to talk to Spot!" Jack burst out.

The rest of them were very confused, when SUDDENLY…

The Brooklyn Bridge OPENED UP BENEATH THEM into a DEEP, DARK CHASM, filled only by a SPINNING VORTEX OF DOOM!

Tragically screaming, loudest of all Racetrack (in Italian and English), the newsies tumbled into the deep abyss below, into the dark void.

The fell through fire, and water, and space, before landing hard next to a giant tree on a green hillside.

"Ohh…. my head," Blink groaned.

Racetrack screamed again like a lost little girl.

"Where are we?" Skittery whimpered.

"Hey! This is from my dream!" Jack and Spot exclaimed at the same time. They turned to each other. "No, it was mine!"

"So what happens next?" David interrupted.

Jack and Spot exchanged a glance. "Uh oh…"

SUDDENLY…

The tree came ALIVE! Racetrack screamed yet again, but this time it cut off in mid-shriek, due to the fact that a large branch had just whipped around into Race's gut, sending him flying.

"THE CARNIVOROUS TREE IS GONNA EAT RACE!" Blink screamed.

It was chaotic.

Newsies and branches were flying everywhere.

One newsie in particular- Skittery, maybe- hit the camera, so we lost focus for a minute.

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