*Lovely Rita*
By Rachel R. Brown

Copyright 2000. May not be used without permission.
Chapter 7
The Sea of Colors
         Rita looked around her, feeling like she was in a dream. She was in a soft gooey yellow bubble surrounded with blue liquid. �Where are we?� she asked, her voice sounding strange.
           �We�re inside a lava lamp,� JoJo replied. �Can�t you tell?�
           �Groovy,� Paul responded.
           The bubble began floating upward towards the top of the lava lamp. �This is cool,� Rita said. �Think there�s a way out at the top?�
           �We�ll find out,� JoJo told her.
           When the bubble finally reached the top of the lamp, they discovered another trap door. Paul opened it and they climbed out the top.
           �This is a strange place,� Pam commented. �Are we lost?�
           �Of course not,� Paul said. �What could we be lost from? If we never make it back to where we started then it�s OK. One thing is important. We�ve got to hook George, John, and Ringo up with William Campbell before the concert!�
           �Then let�s get going,� JoJo said.
           �Going where?� Pam asked him.
           �Dunno, but we won�t get anywhere just standing around,� JoJo replied.
           �I love this room!� Rita marveled. Bright colors of lights swirled and rippled on the walls ceiling and floor, ever changing from one breathtaking pattern to another. �It�s a Sea of Colors.�
           Suddenly bluebirds began flying out of the ripples of blue and filling the room. The four stopped walking and just stared at the pretty little birds swooping around them.
           �Where are they coming from?� Rita asked.
           �The wall?� Paul suggested. �That�s how it appears anyway.�
           Suddenly the birds seemed to be forming a pattern as they flew around the room. �Look!� Rita exclaimed. �They�re making letters!�
           �They�re making words,� JoJo noticed in awe.
           �They�re trying to tell us something,� Pam exclaimed.
           �Sea of Green,� Paul read as the birds flew in perfect formation, making the letters quite plain.
           �Sea of Green? Does that mean we�re supposed to find the Sea of Green?� Rita mused aloud.
           �Not another sea of something,� groaned JoJo. �We just made it out of the Sea of Holes.�
           �Come on, JoJo,� Rita protested. �This is fun!�
           �Yeah,� Paul said. �Let�s see if we can find the Sea of Green.�
           �But where do we begin?� Pam asked.
           �How about right here,� said Paul as he stepped onto a ripple of green light that was swirling across the floor.�
           Rita gasped as Paul completely disappeared. �Paul!� she shouted. �Where are you?�
           �Paul!� screamed Pam. �Are you OK?�
           �Yes, yes,� came his voice sounding distant and distorted. �Just step onto a beam of green and you�ll find the Sea of Green.�
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