Raven Goes Elsewhere:

Raven Budreaux had run into some bad luck of late. She had decided to visit a New Orleans fortune teller in the hopes of turning things around. She was that hopeless. The old lady fortune teller had warned her that there was a slight chance that if she placed her hands upon the magic orb, she might just disappear.

"It happened once before." said the old woman. "In my grandmother's time. A movie star came to see her. He placed his hands on the orb and he was gone! Just a pile of clothes on the floor!"

"I'll try anything at this point." said Raven. "I'll take a chance.

She place her hands on the blue glowing object. A warm sensation came over her hands, then her arms, then her whole body.

Suddenly, her body began to shake. There was a flash of light that came from her eyes. There was a puff of smoke, and the old fortune teller was staring at a pile of clothes on the floor.

"Mother of God!" she cried. "It's happened again!"

She grabbed up the pile of clothes and Raven's purse and searched for money.

The robed monks and nuns all bowed toward the woman who stood on the rock altar. They all chanted something strange. Raven looked down at them and then down at her own self as well.

"Okay." she said to herself. "This is that dream you have, right? The one where you suddenly realize that you're NUDE in front of a crowd of people? And there's no reason to it?"

Yet even as she said it, she knew that it was no dream.