Adventures in Interdimensional Transit

It was a Wednesday dinner like any other, right up until the part where both of their chairs were suddenly teleported onto the overcast shore of a beach she didn't recognize. "You've really gotta get that interdimensional fluctuation under control, Paul." Gertrude sighed. "But at least you're always here with me to help figure out a way home."

That's when she realized both chairs had been teleported, but Paul was nowhere to be seen.

"Well shit," Gertrude said as she stared out at the watery horizon.



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86 words

Written for: "Hook of the Book" 

Submitted via: "Round 12 entry"  

Prompt: Picture prompt (see above)