Her councious memory stirs...Earth Otherside Summer a few years ago...
Nena didn't know how it started nor how it found her or she found it. For the bikini buxem Nena it starts at an exotic art deco hotel call New World.
The referbished bright colored is outside of South South Beach Miami somewhat isolated but closer ot the beach. It;s as if this New World Hotel had appeared out of no where and everything had been so perfect. So fine. It's large like the Fountainbeau hotel on the beach. Nena parks her Corvette Stingray near the canopy of the hotel.
Large suited her fine and there were private bungalows she get close to the beach. Once she check in she finds her way along a hidden palm trail that links the main hotel to the bungalows. She like escapism out of Miami. She finds her chosen bunglalow, small and intimate.
She didn't know the other force has been watching her, moving in and out of the dimisionsal shadows. Upon laying its eyes upon her it wanted her.
Nena opens the bungalow door and shuts it. She throwns her bag and crashes on the bed. The quietness except for the surf fills the room.
"Um I like this place already" Nena murmurs. She looks around the bungalow speaks everything of the 80s. Some spark memories. Yet Nena has no idea the deception by strange forces to kidnap her has been set. Nena changes clothes into a one her tourquois sling bikini and she goes to her lounge chair to tan. After she settles in she drifts asleep as if a strange spell has been cast.
Early Evening...
Nena stirs awake from her strange dream and she doesn't know how long she slept. She returns to her bugalow and trys to open the door but can't. She didn't realize she's sprung a trap. It's as if the tall shadow strange with glow eyes came out of no where. Nena stands quietly as the tall shadow stranger binds her writs behind her back.
"Come with me my dear," The voice intends. Nena obeys with no question.
She and the tall stranger return to the beach with a rising moon. She asks "What do you want?"
"You awaken me my Nena and I claim you," The Shadow intones.
"Who are you?" Nena asks.
"The Master,"
"What have I done," she whispers. All ready the moonlit night feelss strange and off.
The Master doesn't answer as he marches Nena quietly on the beach. His trap had work and he got her.
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