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Chapter 7
Isabella awoke from another nightmare about her missing boyfriend. This time it was about her seeing his dead body on the floor. Unfortunately, Isabella didn't have time to think much about her dream because Ferb had given her a complimentary wake-up call, instructing her to be ready to leave for Las Vegas in half-an-hour. She stifled a yawn as she got out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom to take a shower, brush her teeth, and comb her hair.
Ten minutes later, Isabella Garcia Shapiro was dressed, packed, and ready to take on the challenges of the new day. She and the seven members of the gang ate a light breakfast before checking out and heading off to Las Vegas in search of their missing friend.
The eight of them packed into the gray van and headed out of Anaheim on the I-15 heading towards Vegas. It was approximately 10 in the morning and Isabella was feeling drowsy from her sleepless night. Thousands of thoughts raced through her head, wondering if the triangle-head in the video really was her boyfriend. If it wasn't where could Phineas possibly be? She couldn't fathom the thought of having the search for a missing person turn into a search for a missing body. She took out her wallet, which contained a picture of her and Phineas during their senior prom. She held the picture close to her chest. As the tears streamed down her cheeks, the memories of that night she would never forget, even as a ninety-nine year old with fifteen great-grandchildren. She smiled at the though of great-grand children, although Phineas probably wouldn't have been too excited at the thought of that. She sighed heavily as she looked out the tinted window of the van into the tan-brown desert. Phineas where are you? ,she asked to the desert. The desert gave her no reply other than an ominous dream, which she swore she didn't enter, but somehow she was seeing Phineas and another triangle-head with him,
"What are we doing here?" Phineas seemed to ask the person
"What are we doing here?" The voice responded, "We're here to show you the wonders of my new invention."
Suddenly she was looking at a massive building on the side of a mountain with pipelines running all along the sides and into the distant horizon.
"Wow…" Phineas said in awe.
"That's right!" The voice responded with anger, "Gawk at the awesomeness of the Desert Oil Pipeline!" The voice paused "Betcha couldn't beat that could you?" the voice asked, taunting Phineas.
"Well…" Phineas began,
He couldn't finish his statement, someone had hit him so hard that his face registered terror and surprise
"You talk WHEN I SAY YOU TALK! GOT THAT?' The voice yelled hysterically.
Isabella gasped and fell to her knees. She wanted to tend to her helpless boyfriend lying face down in the rocky soil that lay near the mountain. She cried hysterically as the mysterious figure walked into the horizon, leaving Phineas to be nothing more but food for vultures. Isabella became enraged, but before she could a voice seemed to beckon her return into the world. When Isabella awoke, she found Vanessa avidly shaking her and pointing to the Las Vegas skyline.
"Well folks, welcome to Las Vegas." Buford said solemnly.
Isabella stared in awe at the massive skyline. How exactly did Phineas end up here?
A/N: So? How'd you like it? Reviews! Chapter 8 should be up shortly.
