Well, we, the Runaway 5, have been to a lot of wierd places and have met a lot of crazy people. But, by far the strangest place we have ever been was Fourside. We had done just another average day of performing at the theatre we were stuck at, and we headed back to the hotel. It was black as night, since we spent some time at a nearby casino. We hit the sack that night, and oddly enough, when we woke up, it was still black as night! I told my singing partner to check the time, and it was 12:00 noon! Very unusual, I thought. So, we walked down to eat breakfast without trouble, and when we got outside was when things started to get wierd. We went to ask a guy if he knew what was going on, but he just said, "Hello... and, goodbye!" I felt a fast rush and a sickness in my stomache, and when the rush stopped, we were right in front of the theatre. It was then that we were pretty scared. Our drummer said, "This is totaly not groovy, man! Crazy," I had to agree. Well, we walked into the theatre and the guy at the desk says, "Oh, the Runaway five! WIll you not be performing here tonight?

"Yes, we will," Says I. The man checks a book.

"But, you are not scheduled tonight."

"We play everynight."

"No, you don't. Don't go to the back and get ready, because the fans aren't waiting for you.."

I was pretty confused at this point, but, me, being the smart guy that I am, said," Wait, no we are not playing tonight. Don't move out of our way." No meant yes and yes meant no. I came to one conclusion, and one conclusion only: Today was opposite day! The man moved out of the way and the theatre was packed as usual. We put on a below average performance, since we were all feeling a little sick thinking about the odd events that had already taken place. After the performance, we walked back outside and headed back for the hotel. The next freakish event that day scared me. After walking for about five minutes, our sax player jolted and toppled over. We ran to him.

"Are you O.k., dude?" The drummer asks.

"What happened? I ran into a wall," the sax man says.

I walked over to where he fell over, and sure enough, a spot that looked like invisible air was solid as steel. We talked to a nearby guy. He said, "Welcome to Moonside. De si on mo Moonside."

Now, I was scared enough to pee my pants! We were in a freakish place called Moonside, where maniacs run around, yes is no and no is yes, and people talk backwards and there are invisible walls that strange Hawaiian shirted men send you through. The next and last part of this nightmare was the worst. A fire hydrant uprooted itself and started chasing us. We actualy didn't start running until the hydrant popped off one of it's metal caps with tremendous force. We kept on running until we hit one of the invisible walls, where we passed out. When we woke up, the sun was shining and we were in a back alley, right next to a brick building. We did not hesitate to run back to the hotel, grab our stuff and get ready to high tail it, no matter what the theatre owner thought about it. We decided to go back to the theatre for one last show, when we found out our little friends from Twoson had bailed us out again! We could take off now and not get in trouble. Our last show there featured the lovely Venus. After the show, though, we just couldn't bring ourselves to leave without somehow paying back a very old debt to our friends. We recieved information that they went to the top of the Montonoli building. We managed to infiltrate the top floor and stood back as our friends took care of the guard bots. But, it was the little bot that they couldn't stop where we payed our dues and gave them a ride to Threed again. We never even dared to set foot in Fourside another time, and we've beem doing great. I thank all of our friends and fans for reading our travel log.