It was a hot August night in 1972.
The sky was filled twinkling stars while the full Moon shined light across the Pacific Ocean.
The ocean liner Poseidon I was cruising the waters of the Pacific.
The waters were calm while the Poseidon I sailed east to Long Beach, California after leaving the Hawaiian docks yesterday.
Inside the Poseidon, music and laughter filled the vessel while the passengers had a glorious time during their seafaring vacation.
The main dining room of the Poseidon was packed while passengers enjoyed their evening meals cooked by some of the finest cooks the cruise line could afford.
The eating area was plush with glass chandeliers and the glass ceiling provided a beautiful view of the starry filled night with full Moon.
Carter Remake, was six years old while he sat at table number thirty with his father, John Remake, was thirty years old, his mother, Ruth Remake, was thirty years old, and his grandfather, Herman Remake, was fifty-four years old.
Little Carter was having the time of his life on his vacation out at sea. He gulped down his second helping of chocolate ice cream while his parents and grandfather sipped coffee and ate German chocolate cake.
At a nearby table, Maggie, an overweight lady, eyed Carter and thought he was the cutest little thing she had ever seen. She gave Carter a little wave then blew him a little kiss.
Carter glanced over at Maggie and didn’t know what to make of her little waves and kisses, so he glanced at the full Moon in the glass ceiling to avoid eye contact with this huge woman.
“Dad, Carter here was telling me that he wants to write movies when he grows up and wants to work for you,” John told Herman who was the CEO of the Do It Again movie production company.
Herman smiled at his grandson.
The Remakes were born and lived in Remakewood, California that was the hub of all the movie production companies.
Herman’s grandfather founded the town back in 1905 and then founded the movie studio in 1906. John Remake was the head accountant for his grandfather.
“Yeah, I want to write all sorts of new movies grandpa,” Carter said while he looked at Herman with chocolate ice cream residue smeared all around his lips.
Meanwhile, out in the Pacific Ocean, the waves started growing bigger.
Back inside the Poseidon I, the vessel rocked a little, but that didn’t concern the passengers, as this had happened before during their vacation. The tables in the dining room stayed in place because they were bolted to the floor for those times when the seas got a little rough.
Back at the Remake table, Herman sipped his coffee and looked proud of his grandson who wanted to work the family business. “I would love to have Carter as a screenwriter for the studio. He can start the day after he graduates from high school,” Herman said while he placed his coffee cup down on the table.
Carter had a huge grin on his face while he thought about writing brand new movies that everybody would love.
Outside the Poseidon I, a humongous tidal wave rose up from the ocean and was ready to engulf the vessel.
Inside the Poseidon I, the dining room violently shook then all eyes in the room widened in fear while the room flipped upside down.
All the dinner plates tumbled off the tables and down to the glass ceiling, which was now the floor.
Some of the passengers reacted quick and had death grips on the edges of their tables while they dangled above the glass ceiling.
Some passengers were not that quick and they fell out of their chairs then crashed through the glass ceiling splashing into the dark eerie depths of the ocean.
Carter, Herman, John and Ruth reacted quick and had death grips on the edge of their table and dangled above the glass ceiling.
Carter watched in horror while his father’s fingers finally slipped away from the edge of the table. “Ahhhh!” John screamed while he tumbled down to the glass ceiling.
Carter watched in horror while his mother’s fingers finally slipped away from the edge of the table. “Ahhhh!” Ruth screamed while she tumbled down to the glass ceiling.
Carter watched in horror while his mother and father crashed through the glass ceiling and splashed into the dark eerie depths of the ocean. There were gone.
Herman was able to pull himself up to the bottom of the table. “Grab my hand, Carter,” he yelled out while hundreds of horrible screams and the sounds of people crashing through the glass ceiling filled the air.
Carter dangled by one hand while he reached out to his grandfather’s reaching fingertips.
“Ahhhh!” a man screamed like a little girl while he tumbled down to the glass ceiling.
“Ahhhh!” that overweight lady screamed out when she lost her grip and tumbled down to the glass ceiling.
Carter was scared to death while all the screams of people falling and crashing through the glass filled the air.
He reached out to Herman’s hand and the second their fingertips touched, Carter lost his grip with his other hand and he tumbled down to the glass ceiling.
Carter watched in horror while he tumbled down, but then his eyes widened when he saw he was headed straight at that overweight lady wedged in the glass ceiling.
Carter’s eyes widened in horror while he tumbled down to the opened legs of the overweight lady where her large white panties were his landing spot.
“Ahhhh!” Carter screamed while he landed on the white crotch of the panties of the overweight lady. She spared his life from the eerie dark depths of the ocean.
Hours later, Herman was rescued from the bottom of his dining room table by some other passengers who used rope.
Other passengers scampered across the metal beams of the glass ceiling and rescued Carter from the safe haven of the large white panties.
Six months later, Carter settled into his new life living with his Uncle Wilbur and Aunt Rita in Remakewood, California. Rita was Ruth’s sister and they accepted Carter with open arms and became a loving family to him. Herman was too busy running his movie studio to be bothered by raising a kid, so he was happy Ruth and Wilbur became Carter’s guardians.
It was now the spring of 1984 and Carter graduated from high school.
The following week he started working as a screenwriter for Herman at the Do It Again Movie Production Company.
But a month had passed and Carter and Herman had numerous fights over Carter’s movie fresh new screenplays. Herman adamantly refused stating that writing remakes of the old movies was the key to the studio’s success and he wasn’t going to change.
The fight continued for two more weeks then Carter couldn’t stand it any longer and he quit.
Herman swore that Carter would never work in the movie business during his lifetime.
Carter stepped out of the gates of his grandfather’s mansion and ventured into the tinsel town of Remakewood in search of a new career.
Carter moped around Remakewood for months unable to find a job and got scared. But he didn’t want to cave in to his fresh screenplay ideas so he joined the U.S. Army and went into the Military Police Corp.