BRASS SECTION, GO
Out of her trumpet flies a tiny whale, and the trumpeteer stealthily stuffs him into her pocket. She runs away to a dark alley, and carefully places the little whale in a dumpster where hundreds of other miniscule whales reside, swimming in a pool of water.
The mother whale swoops down from the sky and opens her mouth, letting the little whales in. SHRinks and goes through a portal in the blacktop.
In this parallel universe, the sky is the ocean and the ocean is the sky. Little birds swim through the watery sky.
One of the birds lets out the sound of a goat. The sound of a man screaming in horror. He holds the key.
The long legged goats gallop and try to buck the goat-screeching birds.
The bird lets out a screech that turns into a super sonic BOOM.
then the oceansky and skyocean fuse together.
It is now all one: The oceanosphere.
The whales and birds drift in the watery air together.
The whales attack the long legged goats with their flippers. One goat looks back,
and winks at the bird.
The bird disappears.
The whales have figured it out. They grow horns from their heads that are long enough to reach the universal button of gravity. And switch it off.
Gravity is gone in both universes. Some people hurdle towards the sun and instantaneously evaporate.
The two realities begin to combine.
As they merge, so do the beings in the realities. Humans and creatures of all kinds begin to combine.
Each forming two creatures in one. Good and evil.
Their forms contain both souls. Each soul is released and every physical body
and turn into star dust.
One life remains.
He lays eggs in space, and they land on Earth.
Hatching into new humans.
These humans have wings
but over the years, their wings have disappeared.