*james slowly wakes up to find he's in a park*
james: where...am i...? i'm in a park? wait...i remember now. me, sara and kisame were walking through shinjuku central park, playing with some apps on our iphones, when there was a blinding flash. then blackness. but where are they? *looks left and right* i'd better call the police.
*he opens his iphone when suddenly, BANG!. james was knocked backwards. when he looked up, there was a small goat in a tuxedo with a book and a staff, floating above his iPhone.*
the goat: oh thank god! fresh air! all those years in that phone can give you back breaks.
james: wha.....bu.....ho....
the goat: hey. you must be my master. i'm Salomon. what's your name?
james: m..master? is this a dream? i must have been drinking too much!
Salomon: eh? you don't look drunk to me kid?
james: i'm not a kid! my name's james. where am i?
Salomon: you're in tokyo, but your in a world of different doorways. doorways that are portals that lead to 23 other worlds.
james: okay, now i know i'm drunk. are you real? *feels Salomon's fur and then Salomon's face*
Salomon: hey!
james: okay. you're real. but this version of tokyo, what does it look like?
Salomon: it looks like the tokyo you came to, wherever you came from, but from a decade ago, doorways to 23 worlds were flung open all at once, bringing forth a menagerie of beings from the pasts, presents, futures, heavens and hells of each world. because of this, tokyo is plunged into isolation by huge barriers.
james: you mean, me and my friends are stuck in this prison version of tokyo forever?
Salomon: unless you find the portal back to your world of course. but that could take a long time.
james: ack! how am i gonna see my family again?! they could get worried about me!
Salomon: hold on james. *he goes back into james's iphone, then comes back out again* here you go.
*james presses the iphone to his ear*
james: hello?
alice: hello son. are you okay?
james: um, yeah. i'm having a good time in tokyo.
alice: that's great. son, if anything bad has happened, you'll ring and i'll give you some advice. remember, a mother is a boy's best friend.
james: yeah. thanks mum. i'll see you soon. *turns off the call. he wipes his face.* we'd better find sara and kisame.
Salomon: do you have their phone numbers? you might ring them and ask them where they are.
james: well i got them to use this app between us called find my iphone tracker. of course! why didn't i think of that!
*james presses the "find my iphone' app on his phone. he sees two iphone icons on the map of tokyo, or what is tokyo*
james: sara's icon is on the outskirts of tokyo, just by that wall of the barrier you mentioned Salomon.
Salomon: right. let's go find your girlfreind!
*james blushes* james: err, yeah.
*both start heading in the direction*

*james and Salomon arrive in front of a huge mansion*
James: blimey! this mansion is big!
*looks at the gold sign on the wall outside*
James:"Ikebukuro Berserkers'. funny name for a mansion.
Salomon: careful, kid. they might get offended by your little saying.
james: just saying.
*both james and Salomon walk up to the front door*
james: i hope this doesn't end up like a horror movie like Frankenstein.
Salomon: frankenstein? never heard of it.
james: wow. you sure have been in my phone for a long time.
*james pulls the rope and they hear a bell*
james: maybe sara isn't here after all.
Salomon: scared?
James; no i'm not, Salomon!
???: you rang young man?
*james turns around to see a white lion butler*
james: uh.....um..... i'm looking for my girlfreind. have you seen her? *his thought's:dam! that's one buffed up lion!*
snow: do you have a description of her?
james: yes. she's a red kai ken/siberian husky mix, brown eyes, black stripes, a red t-shirt and blue jeans. her name is sara.
snow: hmmm. we did find a girl in the garden, but she was unconscious. maybe you can see her and identifiy her.
james: thanks mr..er...
Snow: I am snow.

to be continued....