When he arrived at his apartment, a party was in full swing. He gaped in shock to see people streaming in and out of the doors, glasses in hands and silly grins on their faces. He felt a tugging on his sleeve and saw Miss Piggy leading him into the crowd.

"Excuse me. Sorry! Pardon me" he muttered, as he weaved through the party all the while trying to keep an eye on Miss Piggy's rapidly retreating back. As he looked around he saw a few familiar faces. Kermit was in deep conversation with Johnny Depp, Beyonce was shaking her booty on the dance floor with King Julien, while the cast from Harry Potter swayed to the music, eyes closed, microphones in hand.

"This is just CRAZY!" he thought, all previous notions of getting cozy with Miss Piggy vanishing. "I gotta get outta here!".

But before he could leave, a glass of bright purple liquid was thrust into his hand. Feeling rather thirsty he took a sip, and was surprised to find it tasted a lot like strawberries and cream.

Suddenly he was overcome with an uncontrollable urge to get up and sing. He walked over and snatched the microphone out of Hermione's hand. standing on a chair, he opened his mouth to belt out his favourite number, when....

Was he going insane? Was this mental conflict driving him to insanity?

His favourite fictional character of all time was right there in front of him! He suddenly felt immense happiness. He forgot all his worries and starting singing and dancing to the ever famous ''I like to move it move it, I like to move it move it''. He moved closer to those big huge fun filled eyes motioning King Julien to join in and before he knew it, King Julien pulled out a chainsaw from thin air, threw his furry little head back, screamed and spoke with an evil glint in its eye.

''I hate that damn song'' said the lemur

And just when he neared the bushes whoosh shush and was making his way in the bushes suddenly the rustling sound was no where and all he heard little hiss and he knew it right then he is in trouble…

His legs quiver, his hands all cold ...his eyes expecting the menace and snag around to jig on him anytime…

There is no end to the horror playing in his mind and he feels helpless and closes his eyes and kneels down on the ground and shouts out loud… REALLY LOUD…

And just then, comes in front of him

The boy FREAKS OUT…. He gets up …. He scrubs his eyes… he looks all around… he slaps himself to see if he was awake …

Was he awake, was it hallucination, is watching too much movie or … is the terror still around??

-- lol keshi sorry din wanna scare u (your comment for amit)--