Omaha Beach
"CUUUUUUUUT!"
You spin around, scanning the area for the sound of the person's
voice.
"Aw, not again!"a man moans from the ground, and as if on
cue, all the 'dead people' begin to rise.
"Hey son, what are you doing on our set?"says Tom Hanks,
walking over.
"Huh, what? A SET? Come on isn't this June 6 1944?" you say.
"You mad bro? We're filming Saving Private Ryan!"Tom Hanks
exclaims, waving his hands in the air.
Oh, so this isn't 1944, this is 2000! You bade Tom Hanks goodbye and
step back into the portal.
There you are, standing on Omaha Beach, the bloodiest beach. You look
about, staring at the bodies littered all around. You've never seen a
scene like this before, with body parts strewn all over the place,
innards splattered on the sand, the seas raging red...then you see,
from the very corner of your eye, a seemingly dead person moves. Just
an inch. A teeny weeny bit...
