There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call the Twilight Zone.
Meet Mr. ScubaMike05, who is now experiencing a migrane that exceeds the size of anything with Excedrin written all over it. A small price to pay for the party from the night before, or so he believes, for he is about to come into contact with a creature banished to another world, another dimension... he is going to step over into ...the Twilight Zone
Granted, you didn't have anything to drink last night, but you now wear glasses, are the last person in the world, love to read, and have just broken your glasses.
I wish we all knew how the story ends...
Meet Mr. ScubaMike05, who is now experiencing a migrane that exceeds the size of anything with Excedrin written all over it. A small price to pay for the party from the night before, or so he believes, for he is about to come into contact with a creature banished to another world, another dimension... he is going to step over into ...the Twilight Zone
ScubaMike05:Granted, you're booked to spend two weeks in the twilight zone.
I wish I didn't drink so much last night
Granted, you didn't have anything to drink last night, but you now wear glasses, are the last person in the world, love to read, and have just broken your glasses.
I wish we all knew how the story ends...