Chapter 6: Journey

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This was very scary for the two. None had ever been put into a situation like this before. They walked for what seemed like minutes. But as time passed, minutes turned to hours, and hours turned to days. They grew tired. Hungry. Thirsty. Phil finally snapped. "What the hell are we even doing?! Why are we here? I want to go home!" Phil put his head in his hands. "My wife. My wife is dead. I just wished I could have said goodbye-" Shrek puts his hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry. It'll all be ogre soon laddie." Phil gathers himself together, and trusts Shrek. Walking on their last bit of fuel, they saw something. A light. Phil brightens up almost immediately. "Look! A light!" Phil runs to it, about to pass out of dehydration, but is determined to reach it. Shrek chases after him, very excited to see what lies ahead. Phil is eager to reach it, but he bumps into something. He falls, and looks up at what he ran into. "A... door?" Shrek finally catches up, wondering why Phil is stopped. "Shrek, it's a door." Shrek lets out a laugh, and continues to run forward. Shrek too, falls down. "You're right. It seems to be invisible." They find their way to the door handle, and grasp it. "Are you ready?" Phil nods. Shrek turns it, and is blinded by light. Music blaring, and people having a good time. "What is this?" Phil questions. "A man in normal clothing walks up. "Hiya! Welcome to Straight Leslie's Straight Bar! Come on in, fellas! They walk into the room, and the bouncer exits. A room, similar, if not identical, to the room they left at Cockatoos. Female dancers are there, entertaining the males seated under the stage. "Shrek, is this what I think it is?" Shrek nods. "Yes laddie. We've entered a time warp in the Onion Galaxy. We are in an alternate dimension."

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