An unknown amount of time had passed before Timmy opened his eyes again. Before he could even come to his senses, he screamed, "There's a monster!"
"A monster? What are you talking about?" Leo's calm and composed voice came from next to him.
"The skeleton monster! Wait, where did it go?! How are we back on my ship?"
Timmy looked all around him, but he couldn't find any skeletons. There were no unfamiliar aliens. Instead, he was inside his ship, sitting in the pilot's seat.
"It must be a fun dream for you to be so into it."
Leo chuckled, resting one leg over the other as he arched his back against the chair to get more comfortable.
"A dream? How can it be a dream? We were kidnapped, and you were hurt! That's right, your arm!"
Timmy quickly stood up and reached out his hand to grab Leo's arm, pulling up his sleeve.
