~Neal's Adventure~
Many of the Tortallans had already began their adventures, but unfortunately Neal had not. He stood just outdside of Nordstrom's holding a bit of parchment in his hands. He turned the map of the mall around once again, but his confusion wouldn't leave him. How was he supposed to understand all of these turned-about diagrams anyway? He knew that Thayet had simply left, Owen had took off at a run toward some little diddy he'd heard coming from the center, and Daine had seen her ideal store right away, but Neal wanted to do things with a bit more order. He glanced at the map again. Like everything of this new world, it was bedecked in many vivid colors, that to Neal, only helped in inducing headaches.
Suddenly, a red bubble with the word "NEW!" plastered in the middle of it caught his attention. "Osco...drug..?" He read the little blurp about this new so-called "Osco Drug." Medicines, perscriptions, health supplies, and more...all on the west side..."Ahhh!" He cried for all to hear. " It's a healer's market!" He took no notice of the odd looks being thrown at him and ran towards what he was guessing was the west wing.
*Wow.* He thought to himself as he passed the lines of stores. *These folks sure have a thing for glass doors.* He made a mental note to share this piece of information with Thayet.
After a few hopeless tries, he finally found himself standing in front of one of the largest sections of the mall. Large red letters reading "Osco Drug" gleamed from a banner near the ceiling. This had to be it! He stepped inside and was instantly awed by the rows and rows of bottles, jars, tubes, containers, and canisters. Each and every box or can was sported eye-smarting colors.
At the end of each row, large dispalys for newer items were set up for customers to view and it was one of these that drew Neal and all of his attention. He stared at the table with inquiring eyes and took in the twelve ounce bottles reading "Day-Quil". He picked up a container and read the fine print below the lable. Take when tired...extra energy...Heck, who couldn't use some extra energy? With no knowledge of teaspoons, Neal quickly created his own system of measurements and downed the entire bottle.
Now, if you've ever experianced the awful joys of Day-Quil or Ny-Quil, you know just how fast those concoctions begin to work. You're either drowning in snores or totally jazzed in seconds. Neal's case involved the latter.
"Wahoooooo!" He cried, tearing around a corner. "This stuff is great!" He grinned foolishly and let out a giddy sigh. He left the store and went to find the other members of his party and to show them exactly how the fuzzy feeling in his head was giving him so much energy.
With one final cry of "Make way for glass doors!!!!!!!!!" Neal skipped from the west side and off into the distant food court.
Insane, I know. Review anyway :)
