"It's just a dumb dolphin," George says. "Do we have to follow it?"
"You're just bitter because you're not allowed to eat it," Paul says haughtily.
"No," you say, "he's right."
"He is?" says Paul.
"I am?" says George.
"Yeah." You grab the paddle and start to row away from the dolphin. It stares at you with big sad eyes, but you try to ignore it.
You row for about twenty minutes, John helping, Paul navigating, George sulking, and Ringo puking. Everything is reasonably calm and peaceful.
Then the boat explodes!
Don't ask why. It just does!
You die.
THE END
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Shipwrecked (Choose Your Own Adventure)
FanfictionYou are taking a boat trip around the coats of The Bahamas with your newly acquired friends, The Beatles. Things seem to be going well... until one fatal incident causes you and the lads to become shipwrecked on an unknown island. It's up to you to...
