The Third Visit

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Sam was sitting in his bed very angry. He can't believe that Guy didn't believe him because of the photos of him with Snerz. Sam keeps telling Guy that he never fell for Snerz and he never will. But instead, Guy continues to disbelieve his story and that got them into a huge fight.

Speaking of which, Jasmine did said that the husband and wife had a same argument before. Does that cause the disappearance of the wife? Sam shook his head. It doesn't matter now. It's not like he will face the same fate as she did. As much he's still mad at Guy, there's only way to get him happy again. That other world.

Guy may say that Sam is not allowed to go back to that place, but he didn't say that Sam wouldn't go back under his watch.

Sam returned to the kitchen and opened the draw where the keys are. He digs around to find the Z key. But it's not there. Where did Guy hides it? Sam looked around and saw something. "Oh Mr Jenkins." Sam called before closed the draw.

With a help from Mr Jenkins, Sam reached and grabbed the key. He walked to the family room and unlocked the small door. Sam hoped that there's a tunnel in there and not in the dream of his. If not, Sam will stay mad at Guy for the rest of his life.

Sam took a big breath and closed his eyes before opening the door. Sam open his eyes and see a tunnel opening to the other world. "I knew it was real." Sam whispered. He said to Mr Jenkins, "Okay, Mr Jenkins. Stay here and be on a lookout for Guy. If you see him coming home, close the door and put the key back where it was. And one last thing, don't lock this door. I'll be right back."

Sam crawled into the tunnel. Mr Jenkins didn't like the idea of watching him going back in the other world. He decided to followed him.

Sam returned to the other world. He walked to the kitchen and find some sunflowers and chocolates with a note attached.

"My dearest Sammy, the two performers has invited us to the show downstairs. I hope you liked my little gift as a token of what happened last night. I'll be waiting for you. Your dearest friend, Hervnick Z. Snerz." Sam sniffed the sunflower and said, "I don't know how he knows that sunflower is my favorite, but I'm glad."

Later, Sam ate some of the chocolates and walked outside. He then hears a wabbles. He looked at see a Chickeraffe. Sam said, "I have a Chickeraffe back home. Me and Guy were treated him like our own son. You must be the Other Mr Jenkins." "No. I'm not other anything. I'm the real me." Mr Jenkins said?! No way!

A Chickeraffe talking right in front of Sam. It's unbelievable.

Sam said, "This is amazing. I can't believe you're talking. But I can also see that you don't have one of those giant 'Z'." Mr Jenkins said, "Well, I can only talk here. I can't talk back home. And since I'm talking here, I can tell you this. You and Papa are scaring me with your argument! I can't take it anymore. I was afraid you two will get... the 'D' word."

The 'D' word is divorce. Every children's worse nightmare.

Sam said, "Oh, Mr Jenkins, I'm sorry that we scared you. You know how parents goes. Sometimes we fight, but we have to talk things out. We're not going to get divorce. I promise you." Jenkins said, "Then you should tell Mr Snerz that. I understand that you don't really truly loved him when he kissed you, thank god." Sam asked, "Wait a minute. How did you know that I rejected him when he kissed me and knows his name no less?" He said, "I was hiding and watching you dancing with him on your second visit. But listen, there is something off about him that I don't trust. He can be dangerous." Sam asked, "What do you mean? He's a really nice man."

Mr Jenkins said, "I'll admit it. This world is a dream come true. But very dreams has a nightmare. The Other Jasmine warned me about this." He asked, "How can she? She can't talk." Mr Jenkins said, "Yeah, only not to you. But I had a weird feeling that I can understood her. Listen, Dad, just be careful. Who knows what else he has stored for you." Mr Jenkins disappeared from behind the tree.

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