Date: Tue, 18 Jul 1995 19:26:06 EST From: Freda Whaley 904-944-0550 Subject: One Leap Over the Moonies p.01 Message-Id: One Leap Over the Moonies by F. Lee Whaley As Sam came out of the leap he found himself walking down a street carrying slightly wilted carnations. Two young men who appeared to be with him were handing out the flowers and asking people for donations for some obscured charity. He looked around at the streets and houses. "San Francisco." He realized he had spoken aloud when a woman turned and looked at him. He was a little bewildered and confused as he went to hand her a flower. She turned in a huff and walked away. Sam realized that he was falling behind his companions and turned and started after them. Sam was unaware of the van that had pulled up beside him until someone called out "Hey" to him. He took his flowers over to the van and held out one to the driver. His companions yelled, "No, don't! Watch out!" Before Sam knew what was happening he found himself grabbed and pulled inside the van. Two beefy men pushed him face down on the carpeted floor of the van. They held him tight as he felt one of them tug on the back of his jeans. The upper part of his hip was exposed and he felt the bite of a needle as it was plunged into his hip. Darkness set in and that was all Sam knew.