Balloons/Captivity/ Man and his love/Rescue

Date: 12/17/2019

This was from two weeks ago.. a ship (space) (water themed ship) captain was taking a young man and his lover to be slaves for him on his planet. But the young lady was ill unto death. So the captain decided to throw her out on the moon. The Young man pleaded with the captain, “please don’t leave her here alone! She is very sick and will die if you leave her here.“ The captain who was a greedy harsh man said, “ she is of no use to me. But you’re a strong strapping lad and will work hard for me. Ha ha ha!“With that the captain took off from the moon having left the young lady there to die. Meanwhile, I am standing by my house and I have a purple balloon with a very long strain. I decided to let my balloon go up as far as it will go as long as my string reaches and then pull it back down. I let it go up and up and up. It went so far up that it went out of sight. I waited a minute and then decided to pull it back down. I gave it a gentle tug like to start winding it back up but it was like almost stuck. I gave it a harder tug and it came loose and I begin winding my string up again. I pulled the balloon down And lo and behold, Now there were two balloons. I found that very interesting. I sent the balloons back up as far as they could go and then pull them back down again. this time there were four and they did seem to get stuck again. Now I wanted to see how many balloons would come down, so I kept doing it. The balloons weren’t in a bunch, but they were in a row. They kept multiplying. Every time I sent them up as far as they could go, they would get a little stuck before I could pull them back down. Back at the planet, There were a few girls that wanted to get free from the captain/slave owner. One of them was wise and said to wait there Would be a better time to leave. A foolish girl decided to leave right away and got caught and thrown into the brig. One girl was very deluded and thought it was a good place to be. Back to the Balloons. By this time I had a very long row of balloons that I would pull down the street as I pulled them down from the sky and then I would load them back up into the sky and they would multiply again. Rinse and repeat. Up comes the young man to me, walking up the street. He says, “I need your help. My love is up on the Moon and she is very ill even unto death. I need to go up to the moon and rescue her.” I said, “I don’t know that the balloons will reach that far. I sent them up and they go out of sight and there’s no way for me to know how far they will go.“ The young man said, “I have to try. Will you let me go up on your balloons?“ I said yes and we made arrangements as to how long I would wait before pulling him back down again. He straddled the balloons toward the top and I sent him up. I was really curious to know how the balloons were multiplying and I was hoping he could give me an answer. After all the balloons were up, I waited for about five minutes for him to be able to find the girl and load her up onto the balloons. At the five-minute mark I tugged on the balloon, waited another couple minutes and then began to pull the balloons back down to earth. As I pulled them down I saw the young man and his lover. She was extremely ill. They both thanked me for letting him go to pick her up. I was about to ask him if he saw anything causing the balloons to multiply when I woke up. Talk about a buzz kill. Eodair