Suddenly George finds himself laying in bed, his body covered in sweat. His breath coming in short gasps.

What was that? A dream?

Looking at his watch, he sees that the date is 23rd October. It was definitely a dream. Breathing a sigh of relief, he sinks back into the mattress.

Hey! Wait a moment? Where is he? This isn't his bed!

Suddenly, the panic is there again. Obeying his instinct to flee, he starts to scramble out of the bed when a door opens and a naked man enters, still drying himself.

"Hello, Darling." Bobby Ewing smiles.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

(Not to be concluded)