Unknown Passions: Fan Fiction
A New Day
The sun was just casting it's light over the dim sky, reflecting it's light on the magnificiently sparkling waters, as the Titanic sailed across the calm waters.
Inside a third class cabin, Fox, sleeping on a lower bunk, jumped wide awake.
"Last night-sure was something." He thought, marveling at the waters out of the porthole. "Too bad I couldn't have brought that nice looking Theresa girl down here-it would have been soo much more fun. Hmm, but I guess breaking all the way up into first class was good enough-those people sure do have fancy things.""Pablo, you awake?" Fox was shaking the Spanish boy who slept on the bunk next to him. "Guess not. Oh well, he's not much fun anyway, since I don't understand a word he says. I think I'll go on deck-maybe to the bow or something and maybe find some nice girls to...talk to. I just gotta find a way to get up to first class now." Fox walked over to a small mirror, combed his hair, slid on his jacket, and walked out.
"HELP ME! PLEASE!" Theresa was screaming, she was sliding down a tilted platform, in the darkness, below her there was water, she could hear metal groaning, and screaming all around her. "ETHAN!" In front of her, as she was sliding, a hand was reaching out to her. "Ethan! Your going to save me!" Just as she was about to hit the water, the hand grabbed her, and suddenly the world became level again. "Ethan you..." Now she was in an embrace and kiss with the man who had saved her...but when she pulled out of the kiss it wasn't Ethan, it was-
"FOX!" Theresa sprang out of her bed, screaming.
"Nightmare, Theresa? About a Fox?" Phyliss said, walking over to Theresa, a feather duster in her hand.
"Something like that..." said Theresa, gasping for air, and a glass of water.
"April 11, 1912. Second day of our voyage Mrs. Crane," Phyliss said, leaning over to take the glass of water back from Theresa. "How are you feeling?"
