"It says that they have recreation events. It says that we'd be put into roles and live out a time in our chosen scenario. Anything lost or gained sha...l be forever, no leaving early, no giving up, the scenario is real until it is done. And there are a bunch to choose from." She shows you the list.Old WestWild West50s RockabillyWorld WarWorld War IIPiratesAtlantisDraculaSuperheroAnd the list goes on.‐--------------------Diverging Story Lines Begin Here---------------- Also Look for 9AB-9A?. Now I have to make the rounds and visit with everyone for a while, but I will let you know when we are ready to start the party. See you later." She said, as she walked away.Visiting with some more of his relatives for the past two hours had at first been interesting, but the closer it got to party time, the more nervous Paul became. Would he be able to perform in front of so many people, some which he didn't know all that well? Would he be able to satisfy his vastly experienced grandmother?. . .Was this woman really on this boat in this storm saving his life? He felt a crushing tightness in his chest, and it became hard to breathe, and he grew very still. The light came for him, but thought better of it and let the old fisherman go. __________________________ The local Coast Guard came for the old man and took him to the village clinic, but of the trip back to the village he remembered little, not the rocking patrol boat or the crashing storm. Neither did he remember the first two. She slowly turned and after recognition set in a smile crept onto her face. “John, so good to see you!” I nodded, “You too Ms. Thorn.” “Oh please, it’s Rebecca.” Quickly realizing why I was there she continued, “Let me grab that paperwork for Rachel. You guys going anywhere fun on vacation?” “Just up to our summer house in Maine,” I replied. We continued the small talk for the next five minutes as she continued gathering up my sister’s work. I kept an attentive eye, catching a glimpse of her.