"Ugh" she said as her head hit the pillow. Today had to be the worst day of her life. She ran into Carly who told her to stay away from Jason, then Jason told her to stay away from Liz, Liz told her to stay away from Jason and Jason and Liz made an ambush on her to tell her to stay away from Jake.
Wait, did that make any possible sense?
"Whatever…" She mumbled to herself as she changed into her comfort clothes. A tank top with sweats and Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream. This was so much better than listening to Liz and Jason rant on about how much of a danger she was to Jake. She turned the TV on looking for something decent to watch. Not Deal or No Deal (too much of a chance to make a bald joke at Howie Mandell), or House (much better looking at Patrick), or Grey's Anatomy (once again, much better looking at Patrick).
"God, why is there nothing on?" She said as she went to her DVD case. There had to be something here to watch and take her mind off of things.
"Ah-ha, here it is!" She pulled out a DVD covered in dust. The Wizard of Oz, one of her favorite movies to wind down from. She popped the movie into the DVD player and settled back down on the couch.
Not even 2 minutes into the movie, Sam had fallen asleep.
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Sam looked groggily around for a timing device of some sort. All she remembered was putting in a DVD and blacking out. Her vision was blurry but she finally found a digital clock and threw it across the room. It was only 2 a.m.
"God, why did I have to wake up at this hour at night?" She said as she walked back to the DVD player for the second time tonight. Sam stopped in her tracks as she noticed the infamous tornado scene paused on her screen.
"Damn DVD player froze on me." She whacked the player with her hand and at that same moment her windows flew open with strong gusts of wind forcing its way inside.
"What?! What's going on?!" She screamed as she looked around in panic. She looked outside, noticing this was not an ordinary windy day. She was in the middle of a twister!
"When the hell is there a twister in Port Charles?!" She stood there in shock of her outdoor surroundings, watching things fly by in the twister. Trees, cars…and…was that a cow?
"That's it." Putting her head in her hands and continued. "Rum Raisin Ice Cream has more rum in it than you think. I have to be drunk right no…what the hell?!" No, this couldn't be.
"Lucky, Nikolas, Jason!!" They were in the tornados. They bodies not flailing in mid air but more like waving good-bye to her. "Wait!!" She yelled as she stretched her arm out, trying to reach them. Too late, they were gone.
She looked down in disappointment for a second and looked up again, this time noticing a green skinned woman wearing all black fly by on a broom.
"Elizabeth?"
She gave out a shrill, wicked laugh before flying off into the tornado. Before Sam could say anything else, one of her windows smacked her right in the face, forcing her into a deep sleep…
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Sam didn't want to open her eyes. The more she moved her head around, the more it felt like a hangover. "Oh god, what happened last night?" She finally got up; forcing herself to ignore the pain her head was giving her. Looking outside, she noticed the sun, the blue sky, the trees…this so could not be Port Charles.
Soon, the apartment was filled with light chanting noises coming from outside. Curiosity getting the better of Sam, she decided to open the door and find out who was singing. She was in complete and utter shock at the sight before her. People would call her insane if she told them what she saw.
Munchkins.