Fraiser sat on Katrina's back as she trolled ocer the sand dunes of the Egyptian desert. In the distance, about two miles away, Fraiser could see the Nile, nut after yesterday's deadly encounter with a group of crocidiles, almost like spawns of Sobek, he didn't want to take any chances.
Fraiser rubbed his eyes, trying desperately to remove the itchy sand taking up residence under his lids. When he re-opened his eyes he was greeted by a peculiar yet wonderous sight. An oasis in the middle of the dunes, so beautiful, Fraiser thought, at the time it was the Garden of Eden.
He saw exotic birds of vibrant blues, reds and purples, soaring above the treetops. Mokeys with bright pink bums glided from branch to branch snatching at bananas left and right. Plants of the brightest colors imaginable grew from long, healthy grass, and fruit was littered on the ground in every which way.
This, Fraiser knew, (as did his newly energized camel) that this was his escape from the rest of the world. Or so he thought.
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