February 11th 2017

The Bermuda Triangle

11:00 A.M Eastern Standard time

(Kowalski's POV)

We were flying over the Bermuda Triangle after the completion of another successful mission. I could see nothing but the blue ocean below and clear skies above. The picture of tropical paradise. Too bad Skipper couldn't fit in a Bermuda Vacation. I turned to give Skipper the weather report to find him recording his latest log entry. "Skipper's Log, 0:1100 hours, We have just complete a top secret mission in the Caribbean and are currently flying back to New York." "Nothing but smooth flying ahead!" I announced. "I am hopeful for a turbulence-free flight back to New York," Skipper said into the recorder, "But I am keeping my paranoia cap on as we are currently approaching the infamous Bermuda Triangle the area of the sea where countless Ships, Aircraft, and people have mysterious disappeared along with all kinds of bizarre phenomenon."

How many time do I have to tell him that the Bermuda Triangle is just like any other normal stretch of ocean that just happened to have more publicity then the rest of the ocean. "science discredited the Bermuda Triangle and all the so-called phenomenon many times over!" I said. "Yah what about the aliens," Skipper said, "These could be part of a space-squid plot to acquire advanced earth technology!" "Aliens, Time-warps, Wormholes, Sea monsters," I said, "The Bermuda triangle is just that…a myth." "but the ship and aircraft disappearance…" "Draw a triangle on any area of the sea there are bound to be ships and aircraft that disappear without a trace…" "Storms and massive waves are what account for the disappearance of ships and Aircraft…mass panic and human ignorance and human gullibility is what fueled the Bermuda Triangle…"

"I don't like your tone Kowalski," Skipper said. "the Story of the Bermuda Triangle is just that…A story," I replied. "Um…Kowalski," Private said, "We have a storm incoming…" "that's impossible there was nothing on the rader…" "the Bermuda Triangle is angry at you," Skipper replied. "A piece of ocean does not have feelings," I replied as the storm was upon us. "It's nothing," I said, "it's just a storm cloud…" Skipper gave me a look that suggested that he was not convinced. Well to be honest not even I was so convinced in my statement. "Um do storm clouds surrounded you in a spinning vortex?" Private asked.

What this can't be…the science was strong… "No this isn't possible," I said, "This isn't scientifically possible…" "Do you believe in the Bermuda triangle now?" Skipper said. "Fine I admit it we're stuck in a time… Waaaaaaaaarp!" I got sucked off the plane and was gone by the time Skipper turned around. "Kowaaaaalski!" he shouted. "Skippper!" I shouted back. "Options!" the distant voice of Skipper shouted. "Tell Doris I loved her!" I shouted back as the Bermuda Triangle claimed another victim. "CURSE YOUR BERMUDA TRIANGLE!" Skipper shouted as the super-plane disappeared.

"So now I'm stuck here," I said as another portal opened in front of me. I got blast out of the timewarp and hung in the air above a strange city that looked like a mix of Tundra, New York, London, and the Amazon Rainforest. "Oh this must be Zootopia," I said as the gust of wind holding me up died sending me free-falling to the city below. "Good Golly Wally!" I shouted as I reached terminal velocity, "Why didn't I fit parachutes into the budget!"

(end of chapter one)