(1)
     A group of five camels walk through the desert, four of which
are carrying passengers.  Each camel is tied to the one before it. 
In the front sits a broad-shoulder football player of a man.  His
short blond hair ruffles slightly in the fierce wind, blowing
against him.  His blue eyes glow, his firmly knit brows search the
horizon for any sign of what's to come.  The sun touches the
horizon and his grim look turns to delight as a small triangle
rises in the sun.  He turns back to the woman behind him.  She is
covered from head to toe with cloth.  Occasionally long wisps of
velvet auburn hair are drawn out from beneath the scarf that covers
her head.  She is leaning down as low as possible to avoid the
searing wind that almost makes her lose her balance.  "Lisa, tell
the others we make camp here tonight."  He turns around and arrests
his camel while she stares daggers at him in an uncomfortable
silence.
     "My name's Allysa.  Can't you ever get that right?"  She
cogitates to herself.  She halts her humped animal.  She twists and
strains to glance behind her as the other humped animals come to an
abrupt abatement.
     Atop the most humped is a young, curious boy who could be ten. 
His brown hair scatters in every direction, capturing the windblown
look without trying.  His brown eyes ask as his mouth almost
unconsciously moves, "Here?  Where goest we?"
     "I don't know, but we'd already have arrived there if you had
refrained from scaring the camel into smashing beyond repair our
compass."  He dismounts as she heads to the fifth camel with all of
the supplies.  She passes the last rider who is a cutie, a little
girl dressed in pink with long curls and plastic sunglasses. 
"Jessie, get off your camel, Daddy says here we stop for the
night."
     "Okay, Nanny Lisa."  The wind dies down and her pitchblack
windblown hair comes to rest in a high arch encompassing and
highlighting her face.
     The young boy takes a folding chair off the last camel as if
he's done this time and time again.  "Robert!  Where's my chair?"
     "Coming, Dad," he says, taking the chair towards the beginning
of the caravan and the man that is standing there.  As he's on his
way, Allysa, their babysitter, joins him.
     "That is it, it, it," she says as the twosome reach the man of
the caravan (house), "but I'm not putting up the tents today since
you can't seem to get my name right."
     Bobby puts the chair behind him and after a few moments
leaves.  "Oh no, it's the woman's job to work around the house.  So
it's your job to put up the tents."
     "And to cook the meals, clean the dishes and the tents..."
     "That's right."
     "But this isn't in my contract!"
     "Would you have signed it if it was?"
     "No, but it's ruining my beautiful complexion!"
     The man finally realizes that this chair is behind him.  He
sits down.  The sound of a fart emanates from below him.  He stands
up and finds a deflated whoopie cushion on his seat.  "Robert! 
Come here this instant!"  After a moment of nothing, "Jessie!  Go
get your brother!"  Realizing he's going to have to do this
himself, he decides to wait until later to punish the boy.  
     After gazing at the horizon for a while, he walks to the
tents.  He notices that the kids' tents are up as is Allysa's but
not his.  There's a note on it saying, "We've gone out for a bit so
please enjoy doing things by yourself."  It's signed by all of the
liberated.
     The wind starts howling.  Seeing the approaching storm, he
concedes and sets up his tent.  "This time only," he thinks.  As
the storm draws closer, he gets into his now setup tent and zips it
up tight.  He hears the clattering of hooves and then the sound of
muffled voices as the storm ferocity increases, creating fear and
insecurity that his tent is going on a long journey of its own.
     Later when he deems it safe after the deafening winds slowly
decrease, he finds that his tent is still dark.  He foolishly
flings open the tent door to get some fresh night air and instead
a flood of sand, dust and light pour into his tent.  When it
finishes, he slowly crawls out of his tent and examines his
surroundings.  After the sand storm had left, he assumes that the
dunes are the other two tents.  They form a nice valley in the
center.  He goes to the supply tent and takes firewood off the pile
and starts a fire.  Black transparent smoke gets in his face and he
reacts by coughing.  He coughs again and then he hears the sound of
tents being unzipped.  Slowly after getting flooded by sand as
well, the rest of the clan emerge.  They all look around and have
a timid laugh.  Dinner is served and they all rest for the night.
          If you want to be Frank, go to paragraph   (2)
          If you want to be Allysa, go to paragraph  (3)
          If you want to be Bobby, go to paragraph   (4)
          If you want to be Jessica, go to paragraph (5)
(1)
     You dream in a town.  In the center is a saratophagus with the
lid partially open.  Inside you see a mummy.  You realize this is
the mummy's tomb.  You look around the walls of the room and there
are many doors leading out.  There are doors around the chamber. 
Each one has an inscription in hieroglyphics above it.  Quickly
drawing from his knowledge from the book Hieroglyphics Made Easy,
he reads the inscriptions above the doors.  He finally picks the
one that says, "Perfect Woman For The Job'.  He notices a little
stone pushed out from the rest of the wall next to the doors.  He
pushes and the doors with the inscription opens up.  He steps in;
the door closes behind him.  A flurry of activity around him -- it
is like he is being attacked.  All of a sudden a beautiful appears
before him and to purchase him.  She gets nearer and neared until
all of a sudden "*!@##@!*" she floats right up in his bed. 
Actually, more likely it goes, she gets closer and closer.  He
tries to get away but finds that he is surrounded that he keep
sticking to.  It surrounds every move making it difficult for him
to move.  All of a sudden, "*!@##@!*" he screams as he sits upright
in the bed where he was sleeping in his tent.  
     "What a nightmare!" he says.  "I think I need some air to wash
that one out of my cerebrum."  He climbs out of his tent with
closed eyes, stretching and yawning and starts walking rubbing the
sleep out of his eyes.  When all of a sudden he steps on air.  He
lands with a gulp.  He's relatively unhurt, but looks around at the
periphery.  The moon is illustrious in its brightness this night
and lighting up the chamber.  He glances to the center of the room,
and just off to the center of the room right next to him, he sees
a translation on a sarcophagus that is closed at the moment.  It
says, "Cursed be the one who enters this tomb for many blessings
shall drop on his unsuspecting his head and shall overwhelm him." 
     "Wow!  This is strangely familiar."  Around the room there are
a series of stone doors, each of which have an inscription above
them.  He starts to interpret le premier and the woman is perfect
for the job.  "Wow!  I sure could use a woman, especially if she
can do a job as in my dreams."  He pushes the slightly pushed out
stone and makes it even with the wall.  The stone door rises
creating an entrance.  He walks in and the stone door closes behind
him.  From behind there comes a grating in the total darkness. 
Suddenly, he feels a tickling all around him.  He heads towards the
grinding sound.  He hears another grinding, only with this grinding
sound, he hears running water.  He heads in that direction.  Slowly
the cave gets brighter and phosphorous like and starts glowing in
the tunnel.  As he gets closer to the water, the light grows even
brighter to the point where he sees that there's a boat waiting for
him amid the current.  He decides, "What other alternative do I
have of escaping this place?"  He gets in the boat and releases the
line.  The boat picks up speed as it goes through the currents. 
The tunnel grows dark as the lighting recedes from him.  Soon it is
pitchblack and he has no idea which way he is going.  After a long
time in the dark, his boat bumps up against something.  He reaches
foot-forward over the edge of the boat and finds a metal grate in
front of him which is easily open.  He moves hastily out of the
boat and reaches the grate.  He finds himself in a small tube with
water at his feet.  Small holes of white appear above him. He
investigates one and finds that its a manhole cover.  He finds
himself in Cairo just as the day is beginning to dawn.  His first
thought is to get back to the others.  Then he realizes that the
compass is broken and he doesn't know where they're at.  So instead
of going to the camel dealer, he goes to the search and rescue team
instead and gives them the approximate coordinates where the other
three should be found.  Then he checks into his hotel.  He starts
to rest in his hotel room but an itchy, scratchy yet ticklish
sensation irritates all over his body.  He goes to the store to buy
some lotion and finds that it does no good.  Then he begins to
wonder what happened in that dream.  So he goes to the doctor.  
     "It seems to be just a virus," the doctor says.  "Take a
couple of aspirin and contact me if it gets any worse."
     The next day after much agony and suffering, he finds that
little dipsticks started appearing on his body.  He thinks nothing
of it and pops a few.  The day after this large purple rash
swatches appear all over his skin.  
     "I don't remember this being a symptom of any disease that I
know of," he says.  He goes to the doctor and sure enough, the
doctor hasn't seen of a disease that has this as one of its
symptoms.  But then he remembers back through his archives and
there was one other case.  The doctor says the symptoms disappear
after the rash completely covers the body.  Sure enough, you become
a purple alien and once you do, it completely disappears.  This
makes you uneasy because for some reason you don't think it's gone. 
You have the doctor do a full check on every system and he finds
abnormally high levels of estrogen, even more than for a female and
cellular restructuring, he sends your tests to the best scientists
in the world.  And they immediately fly you out to do further
tests.  It's discovered that a virus was injected into your system,
a large quantity of it and it is slowly going from cell to cell in
your body and changing you into a female.  This is the first
encounter in the real world of this disease and there's no known
cure and they are not sure how long the change will take.  But they
do have a number of options and leave the choice up to you.
          You can wait it out
          You can try new solutions
          They can cryogenically freeze you until someday they can
               do something about it.
**Writer's note:  The choices are:  Feeding him estrogen pills,
hoping to defuse it or something else in as far as future cures go
The other cure is to try an experimental brain transplant.

(2)  Allysa start or Lisa start
     You get into your sleeping bag and go to sleep at night.  You
dream that you are in a cabin.  You look around and you see a bunch
of doors, hieroglyphics over each one.  Suddenly you find yourself
with a book of hieroglyphics in your hand.  Mm this must be
dreaming, you think to yourself.  Needless to say, you use the book
of hieroglyphics to translate and you see one inscription.  It
says, "The Perfect Makeover."  You notice next to the door that
there's a bit of stone that is an outcropping.  You push it and the
stone door begins to open.  You step through and the door closes
behind you.  Instantly the room lights up and surrounding you
everywhere are makeups and motions and all sorts of everything. 
You examine them carefully and you put some on that make you look
absolutely beautiful, and something starts to happen.  Hey, you
find that you can't move.  Something has surrounded you.  "Noooo,"
you scream; and you wake up with a start.
     "Man, I need to walk around and get this dream out of my
head."  So she climbs out of her tent, yawning and stretching. 
Then she steps on air.  The next thing she knows she is down in a
pit.  She looks around.  "Man, this seems awfully familiar."  She's
in a room with lots of doors.
     "This one looks extremely familiar," she says.  She pushes the
outcropping and the door opens.  She walks inside and the door
closes behind her.  You are in darkness.  You feel a tingling all
over you.  You're not quite sure what it is, but it sure beats all
of this dirt on you.  You take another step forward and then fall
down.  You slide and slide and slide and slide until all of a
sudden you stop, and you've dropped into a dimly-lit room. 
Suddenly, the lights brighten and a scream comes to her and scream
swings its way in front of her.  Yawning it says, "Welcome, Tester. 
Today's option is a full-body makeover.  You have a choice of
pretty pink, beautiful blue, something about rouge and, correction. 
You have a choice of our spring colors, summer colors, autumn
colors and winter colors.  You will be tested and we will find the
best color for you for each set.
          Choices:  That will be 9 through 12.
(4)  Bobby start
     You fall asleep and dream.  You find yourself in a cavern with
lots of doors all around with hieroglyphics on each one.  You can
read them because you learned the hieroglyphics to play a joke on
your dad.  You read through the hieroglyphics and find one that has
to do with pranks.  "Ohoo, this would be a good one."  You push on
the rock and it's the door and the door opens.  You go inside and
the door closes behind you.