May's Club The Story Of The Twilight Zone

Carrabba’s Italian Grill, 2008. Amid the glitz and the glitter of a bustling, college town at the height and beginning of summer, Carrabba’s Italilian Grill was a star in its own right, a beacon for all those that craved Italian food. Now, something is about to happen that will change all that. The time was yesterday on an evening very much like the one that you are in as you are reading this. Tonight’s story on The Twilight Zone is somewhat unique and calls for a different kind of introduction. We invite you, if you dare, to continue reading because in tonight’s episode, you could be one of the stars. And this small Italian restaurant traveled directly to..... The Twilight Zone. (Do, do, doooooo ((that is the Twilight Zone theme music)) It started off innocently with a bunch of friends meeting in the Shopko parking lot. Two cars traveled to the listed location, not knowing before hand what could and would happen. Mindi drove the first vehicle while Sharla, Tara and Sara were the passengers. Lindsey B took control of the second, with her two children and Lindsey V along for the ride. The positive energies tried to warn them, when they called first and the hostess said, there was no wait. But the energies from the different dimension could not wait for them to enter, they had a plan, and the eight were part of that plan. When they arrived, they had no idea that they were about to step into the dimension, known as the Carraba's bubble. (Do, do, doooooo ) To no avail they stepped in. (Do, do, doooooo ) As they walked in they saw all the people waiting for a table. They went up and put there names on the list and were told ten to twenty minutes. As they sat and talked, time stood still. Conversations continued, other people waiting went back, but the eight were stuck. Stuck in a dimension that did not, could not move. What they could not see was that a bubble was placed over the eight for over an hour. Only the bubble invaders, as common people know them as the hostesses, waiters, and waitresses could go in and out. The bubble invaders were led by Carraba himself, an alien that enjoys eating the brains of high school friends that are always to loud when they get together. He was going to stop this loudness, he had is straw ready.(Do, do, doooooo ) The bubble invaders toyed with the eight fragile minds as they would bring them miniature slushes and tell them that it would only be a couple more minutes. The bubble invaders thought they were found out when the eight stood up and all started walking towards them. To throw the eight off, the bubble invaders grabbed the menus and took them back to a table, and told them that they would receive free dessert. The bubble continued among them. It was a normal eating situation, drinks, salad/soup, dinner, then dessert but everything was slowed down to a crawl. When the eight looked out of the bubble, it looked like everything was at normal earth speed. But inside they could feel time as if it were a snail trying to move to safety. The bubble invaders recovered quickly as another entered. The eight turned to nine as Bonnie sat down. One more brain for Carrabba. (Do, do, doooooo ) Text, and phone calls were made to loved ones and babysitters saying that the nine were going as fast as they could and that they would be home soon. An hour and a half (earthly time) later they were done with there meals and asked for the free dessert. To which the bubble invader responded sarcastically, knowing that the only dessert that would be given would be for Carrabba himself. The nine were relentless and told how they had been there forever. Carrabba could see them figuring it out. He told the bubble invader to take one of every dessert they had. The nine tried them, enjoyed them and then started to put everything together. When they read this sign...

He was so close, he had them almost the full four hours but Carrabba took the bubble off of them because they were to smart. He could not risk being found out. He loved brains to much. So the next time you get together with friends, be sure you know just what kind of place you'll be eating at or you may find yourself brainless and a permanent resident of...(Do, do, Doooooo) The Twilight Zone.

It was a great night! Love you all!!

Sara