I opened my eyes and gradually my vision came back, I yawned and felt the cool mid-summer evenings breeze gently caressed my neck. I went to rub my eyes and then I remembered where I was, I was a blimp and so too were my friends Scooter and Dom.
Earlier that day we'd all stumbled into a testing facility and were presented with a room full to bursting with all different coloured balloons. Little did we know that the room would literally burst open to reveal three round, flesh coloured blimp boys. Our hosts, these balloon demons, one red, one blue and one pink had made sure we were in for a swell experience.
My mind drifted off as my feet kicked a good mile below my hands and then I attempted to recall how many balloons were in that room, it must have been nearly a thousand because the sound of each one popping still rung within my earlobes.
I was then jumped abruptly brought back to the world of the living as one of my gigantic balloon friends collided with me. I felt a tug on my wrists