She landed with a 'crunch' on
her bum. Dazed and confused, she put her hands on the floor to push herself up.
"OW!" She withdrew her hands quickly, cradling them, noticing that what
she was sat on was glass. Lots of crumbled up glass. Confused, she stood up
carefully, knocking off any glass she had attached to her clothes.
"WEEEEEEE!" Jess fell out of the sky and landed in the same way as Hannah had
done - on her butt.
"Don't touch the floor!" Hannah warned.
"Why- OH!" Jess, also confused, stood up as quickly as possible to avoid cutting
herself.
Finally, Chris fell down and landed face first, into the pile of glass.
"My BABY!" Jess ran over and helped him up. Fortunately he had no cuts on
him. No bad ones at least.
"This place is strange..." Hannah looked around. Everything she could
see, whether it be floor or ceiling, appeared to be made out of glass. The light
was very bright, but there seemed to be no source of it. Different colours
sometimes flooded areas where the light hit the glass correctly to create a
prism effect.
"This place is strange..." Chris commented, inspecting a glass flower
coming out of grass also made out of glass.
"LOOK!" Jess pointed excitedly. There was a small tray on the floor on which was
food made out of...you guess it...glass! "Chocolates!"
"NO! JESS, NO!!" Hannah and Chris leapt over and knocked the 'chocolate'
out of her mouth. It slid across the floor with a horrible scraping noise.
They all shuddered.
"I vote we all get out of here." Hannah said.
"Agreed." Chris said, wearing some glass sunglasses he had found.
"Do they work?" Jess inquired, looking closely at them.
"Yes. They're just a bit heavy." Chris answered, having trouble keeping his head
upright with the weight.
"Let's get out of here." Jess said.
"Great. Well, at least we've all agreed on something." Chris said.
"How do we go about getting out of here?" Hannah said, looking at her penknife
sadly, knowing full-well it wouldn't cut through glass. "What breaks glass?"
Hannah thought aloud.
"Your face?" Jess suggested.
Hannah growled.
"Just an idea!" Jess added, innocently.
"To shatter glass you have to make it vibrate at a
special frequency." Chris said, thoughtfully.
"How do we do that?" Hannah said, looking around. "There's nothing here but more
glass."
"We could sing." Jess suggested.
"The chances of you hitting the correct pitch to break the glass are millions to
one." Chris said.
There was a silence.
"LAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Jess sang.
Nothing happened.
"LAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Jess tried again.
Still, nothing happened.
"LAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Jess tried a higher pitch.
"Jess, it's not working." Chris said.
"LAAAAAAAA!"
"JESS! Stop it!" Hannah yelled.
"LAAAAAAAAA!"
"JESS!"
"LAAAAAAAAA!"
"JESS!"
"LAAAAAAAAA-"
Hannah, now really pissed off, picked up the glass tray from the floor and
smacked Jess over the head with it.
The glass vibrated as it hit Jess's head and hummed musically. The sound rolled
around the room ominously.
"Oh, dear GOD." Chris looked around. "Get down!"
They all fell to the floor and covered their heads.
The glass shattered. The noise was deafening and Jess, Hannah and Chris felt the
tiny shards falling all around them.
It was several minutes later when the last few pieces of broken glass fell
around them and they dared to open their eyes and stand up.
"What the HELL...?" Hannah looked around. They were in the middle of a large
field, standing on the mound of shattered glass.
"Oh...how BIZARRE." Jess said. A cow wandered into the field through an open
gate and looked at them lazily.
"Right." Chris said. "Any ideas?"
Jess shook her head.
Hannah shook her head.
Chris sighed. "We might as well go and see what's through that gate, then."
Hesitantly, the three walked
over to the gate. Looking through they were shocked to see a huge fairground.
There was a huge Ferris wheel, a roundabout and a shooting gallery just for
starters.
"Wow." Chris said.
"Before anyone gets any ideas, remember we have no money." Jess pointed out.
"Who says?" Chris said.
Hannah and Jess turned to look at Chris who put his hand in his trouser pocket
and drew out his wallet.
"Oh I LOVE YOU!" Hannah declared, running over.
"OI!" Jess got into a kung-fu stance, ready to kick Hannah's arse.
"Only in a...I don't know...fatherly sort of way..." Hannah said.
Chris looked shocked at the suggestion of fatherhood and Jess looked genuinely
distressed.
"Oh just give me some money." Hannah took a note out of Chris's hand and ran off
into the fairground, giggling.
Jess looked at Chris.
Chris looked at Jess.
"I'm not her father, Jess." Chris said, just to clear things up.
"I know." Jess said, looking at the floor.
"I don't want to be her father, Jess."
"I know." She continued to stare at the floor.
"I...I only care...about you." He added.
Jess looked up.
Chris looked down at her.
Their eyes met for what seemed like an eternity.
Birds tweeted around them and the faint perfume of freshly mown grass and
daisies hung in the air.
Everything was almost poetic.
Jess blinked.
Chris blinked.
The cow wandered over, mooed, lifted up its tail and dropped a huge pat on
Chris's feet.
"Oh CRAP!" He yelped, jumping out of the way too late. "And they're suede!"
Jess took his wallet and ran off into the fairground.
"HELP!" Chris shouted, to anyone, as the cow moved backwards towards him and
started up again.
� Jess and
Hannah 2003-2004
(Yes, that's right, it took us 18 months)