Abducted to Oz

to Oz, by Bob Evans and Chris
Dulabone

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Title: Abducted to Oz
Author: Bob Evans and Chris Dulabone
Release Date: November 19, 2003 [EBook #10127]
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ABDUCTED to OZ
BY
Bob Evans & Chris Dulabone.
Founded on and Continuing the Famous Oz Stories
by L. Frank Baum.
Illustrated by Dennis Anfuso.

List of Chapters
Chapter I
The Abduction
Chapter 2
Historical Background
Chapter 3
Prelude to the Parade
Chapter 4

An Unfortunate Outcome
Chapter 5
The Best Laid Plans
Chapter 6
Spellbound!
Chapter 7
An Alien Presence
Chapter 8
A Strange Encounter
Chapter 9
Captured Again!
Chapter 10
A Mystical Experience
Chapter 11
The Winkle Country
Chapter 12
The Meeting with Princess Ozma
Chapter 13
A Window, A Window

Chapter 14
Jeanne-Marie
Chapter 15
Can't Stand in the Way of Love
Chapter 16
A Story with a Happy Ending

This book is dedicated to
Graham Dunn
Whose love and enthusiasm for all things Oz is a true inspiration.
CHAPTER ONE
:
THE ABDUCTION
The boy was doing his homework. His parents had taken his little
brother to see Return to Oz at the movie theater. He had seen it when it
first came out and, although he enjoyed it at the time, he felt he was
getting too old for that sort of stuff. Besides, he had too much work to
do. It seemed to him that each teacher allocated enough work to
practically take up a fellow's entire evening--as if their class was the
only one. So Graham, for that was his name, knew he would have to
work for several more hours if he was to complete all the assignments.
Graham began to work on his math problems, but he could not
concentrate. His mind drifted off to the original L. Frank Baum story:
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. He was thinking about the characters in it

and what a terrific imagination Mr. Baum must have had, when
suddenly, out of the stillness of the house, came a weird screeching
sound. The sound was like nothing he had ever heard before. It seemed
to have come from behind him; from the vicinity of the fireplace.
Graham shivered. He did not believe in ghosts, and at twelve years old
(almost thirteen) he should not be afraid to be home alone. But he was
scared right now--no question about it. However, when no other sound
was forthcoming, he began to rationalize that it had all been his
imagination, perhaps just the wind whistling down the chimney. Then it
happened! The awful sound of breaking glass. "Oh no," he thought.
"Someone is breaking in!" He looked over to the window--then to the
French doors. Nothing! Yet the sound had seemed very close. He
glanced at the mirror above the fireplace only to see that all the glass
had gone, leaving an empty frame. Now he was really frightened. He
wondered what had caused the glass to shatter. Then, to his amazement,
all the pieces of slivered glass suddenly flew up from the fireplace and
reconstructed themselves in the frame.
"I must be going crazy!" thought the poor lad. "All this school work is
getting to be too much for me. I must have cracked completely!" Then
all the lights in the house went out, leaving him in pitch blackness. At
that moment there was a strange crackling sound, and the mirror
became illuminated with a purple glow. A grotesquely human face
began to form into the image of an evil Witch. A loud, screechy cackle
emanated from her throat. It was the same sound he had heard earlier.
By now Graham was absolutely frozen with fear.
The Witch's evil eyes glared at him as she screamed, "So, my little man.
We meet at last. You have hated me ever since you first read about me,
haven't you? HAVEN'T YOU?" she shouted. "ANSWER ME, YOU