A Saturday story

I’m not sure if this will work, but it might be fun to try. We’re going to tell a story.

I’ll start, then we’ll take turns continuing from there in comments. Whoever goes next adds a sentence or two and together we’ll find out where the story goes from there. (I’m told this is actually how they wrote season four of Lost.)

Since we can’t just go around in a circle (I mean, we could, but that would involve, like, GPS and Google Earth and that would get complicated …) let’s say you can’t go again for another turn until at least five others have played since your last turn. There’s bound to be some complications from simultaneous or cross-posted comments, and I’m not sure how we’ll know when the story ends, but maybe we’ll figure that out as we go along as well.

Anyway, ready? Let’s go:

Barkley grasped his suitcase and watched the ferry head back toward the mainland, wondering what he had gotten himself into, wondering who all these other passengers were and if they had all received the same cryptic invitation to the reclusive billionaire’s New Year’s Eve party, and wondering what the long weekend held in store before the ferry returned four days later.