
 You  were an  ordinary  guy.
 Well, at least pretty ordin-
 ary.  While walking down the
 street  one day,  you  saw a
 little green crystal  on the
 sidewalk.  You picked it up,
 and as  soon as you  did so,
 your mind started  swirling.
 The sidewalk  turned  green,
 and the sky  into a mass  of
 purple  waves.   You  regain
 your senses,  but feel  sort
 of strange. You try to stand
 up,  but you don't feel  any


 legs.  You  attempt  to look
 around,  but you can't  turn
 your neck. You can, however,
 roll  around.  You  gaze  at
 your  reflection  in a  pol-
 ished spike jutting from the
 ground and see a rubber ball.
 You  yelp at this,  although
 you don't  hear your  voice,
 and  hop back...  about  ten
 feet.  When  you  land,  you
 bounce another three feet or
 so.  Suddenly, a voice booms
 out of the sky.


 "You  are  now  a  bounerim. 
 You are  my prisoner.  Don't 
 even  contemplate  escaping.
 My guards will  pop you  be-
 fore you can even start to
 roll."

 You stop  to think  of  what
 has  happened,  and  realize
 that the  green crystal  had
 to have been what  did this.
 You  know  that you  somehow
 have  to  get it  back.  You
 roll forward a bit and see a


 strange  purple hole  in the
 middle of  nothing.  You get
 excited and when you run for
 it,  you all of a sudden see
 about a hundred percent bet-
 ter than before and a swirl-
 ing beam of light comes from
 your pupil. You think, "This
 is a strange place, whatever 
 it is."