Here's the next chapter.

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Guest: That was a really weird dream, but it made my day, so I thank you for that. And thanks for reviewing.

I was in a white room. White walls, white ceiling, white floor. So white it was blinding. Bob was nowhere to be found.

There were four tunnels with big signs on top of the doors. They were News, Reality, Soap Operas, and Cartoons. All were blocked off except for the Cartoon tunnel.

I sigh, and head down the tunnel, might as well look around while I think up an escape plan. I walk by posters and signs of millions of cartoon: Like Tom and Jerry, Looney Tunes, Sesame street, Teletubbies, Psych, Power-puff girls, my Little Pony, Barny, and wait, Psych isn't a cartoon, oh well. I vow I will never watch My Little Pony again, seeing that poster brought up memories of my last dream.

Out of nowhere, I hear footsteps. Heavy footsteps and light ones. I look for a place to hide but I can't see one. Walking into view, Elmo, Barny, and Bigbird pop into view.

"Intruder, seize him!" Elmo yells.

Bidbird and Barny lumber towards me, I turn and run, and make it a few hundred yards, before veggie monster catches me. Wait isn't it cookie monster? Oh whatever.

"No, let me go, I'm not intruding, I just happened to get lost." I explain.

"Take him to the room." Elmo orders.

"Are you sure?" Bigbird questions.

"Yes, he must be punished."

Bob, why did you disappear. I think as they drag me too the room. Inside is a comfy recliner chair, popcorn, and a coke.

Wow, for the torture room, they sure know what too use. Note the sarcasm. Barny straps me down to the chair.

"Enjoy the shows and popcorn." He says leaving the room.

Bob, how do I get out of here. Please help me. You do not abandon someone in a world with no guide.

The TV turns on, and the Barny song comes on, 'I love you, you love me, we're a happy family.'

"NO! It's impossible. Bob, how could you leave me!" I scream, tears streaming down my face from the terrible song repeating over and over.

I rant for 3 minutes. I hear a voice in my head, saying, "Remember everything that has happened so far, and anything is possible in a dream." Then the voice leaves.

"Wait don't go. How can I think with this infernal racket." I shout.

Grrr. How have I gotten out so far. I've gotten help, no help there, got sucked in, um and I wished I was somewhere else. Wait, that's it, "I wish I was out of this world!" I yell.

Wait, no I phrased that wrong. Ah, how could I be so stupid. I should've been more specific with the wording, I think as I disappear and arrive in another blank room. "Great." I mutter.