| Suddenly, a column of light appears above Mr. T's head... |
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| Mr. T HATES flying, as anyone who's ever watched the A-Team knows.... Whoever is responsible for lifting his van into the air, be it an alien warlord or some mega-supervillain, or even Britney Spears, had better be prepared to get themselves thrown helluva far... For now, all Mr. T can do is sit back and not enjoy the ride... The mysterious column of light deposits Mr. T in an even more mysterious, alien world, a world of unspeakable beauty, much unlike the one he has just left... |
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| There's no smog, no freeways, no strangely dressed people wandering around. So, he figures, he's no longer in LA...but just WHERE IS HE?.... Mr. T climbs out of his van to investigate... |
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| Mr. T shakes his head. Could this just be an optical illusion? The T's not the only one in this world who is at this moment seeing unusual things... |