Adventure is around every corner. Some only need to go out their door to experience it. Others need to find it on the other side of the world. But, for some campers, going on an adventure to the woods, turns into an adventure of a lifetime. In another Galaxy... Far, Far Away... Co-Authored by FledgelingHawk2012 (Chapter 1-26 have been given updates to some grammar, and dialog)

Somehow, someway, she is here. The woman who died on that planet. We were told she was dead. But here she was. She turned to leave, but I grabbed her arm before she could. "Wait! Please stay." She turned to me with surprise, it turned into a simile that matched her face nicely. "Alright…I'll stay…"

…. Man, what is Man? Is it the thought that makes it who it is, or is the physical manifestation of one's genetic makeup? Can one measure one's worth by it? When does the thinking end, when does the 'being here' stop? Those who think, those who reason in this world are guilty of these acts. All are the same, even ones next door.