"It took them hundreds of tries to find a chemical that worked effectively on me." Garibaldi explained. "That's where all the needle marks on my arms and neck came from.They finally decided that there was only one option --- Black Omega."
"Oooooh. Very catchy. I like that."
"Yeah, well, I didn't. During the trial run they drugged me up with tranq and put in an alternate, suit-controled personality. Then they put a small remote-triggered capsule of Black Omega in my brain. They allowed me to be freed thinking I would show them some of my secrets, and even when I passed through the stargate in the wall they thought their safety option would protect them. Luckily I managed to destroy The Shield before they could pop the capsule. Then, when sitting out with the Shadows, they started using controlled Boojists, so they popped my capsule."
"You knew all this while you were running around...but you didn't tell anyone?"
"No, no. I found out about all this when I arrived here. Cornered off in a small island in my brain. That's what the Black Omega does, you know. It completely shuts down all activity in the brain except for a small area in the back where I am."
Booji was troubled. "But then how could -"
"The Garibaldi that was running around was being controlled by the alternate personality...located on my backside right where a Suit's wallet pocket is."
"Shouldn't the Shadows have an antibody for this Omega virus?"
"Oh, most definetely." Garibaldi signaled for another drink. "In fact, my body is completely capable of killing the virus. The problem is that if you kill a virus, it pops and lets loose a wave of the toxin that shuts down my brain. The only thing keeping my immune system from attacking Black Omega are commands from the alternate personality. Ingenious, if you ask me. Can't live with it, can't get rid of it."
"So you're stuck here until a cure can be found for the toxin itself?"
"Right-o chap. Bloody awful, wouldn't you say?"
Booji frowned. "When the current crisis is over I will tell the others. Goodbye for now, faithful defender."

*Morden*
"<Get on it,>" Morden told her Associates, who set about to scurrying in their lab.
"First of all, Satai Lyta, it'll kill him. Second of all, he's enjoying himself much to much in that little corner of his mind." Morden turned to Satai Lyta, the resident telepath, whom she had brought in at Booji's behest. Morden bowed to her, "Thank you Satai. My Associates will take you back to the temple."
Lyta smiled and left.
Oh yeah, it was nice having a telepath around. Must remember to get her a pizza sometime, Morden thought. "Beach bunnies," she chuckled. She could be royally cruel and enter his little dream world. Na.
"<A message is coming in from one of the fleet. The suit the Security Chief gave us just bit it. Spacing him and sending out a new one.>"
"<Good. We've got more important things to worry about.>"
"<Morden,>"
Uh-oh. She recognized that tone. She sighed in apprehension.
"<What is beach bunnie?>"
She thought for a moment as she looked at Garibaldi. The smile slowly came to her face. For her to enter his dream would be cruel, for them to enter his dream would be, "a learning experience." She looked at the Shadows, "<would you like to see?>"

*Entil'Zha*
Entil'zha woke up, dizzy. 'Something isn't right'. She thought to herself. "thoes little kids CAN'T be running like that, to that...that...that big purple thingy...' As her vision became clear,the realasation suddenely hit her.Thoes purple big thingies were everywhere!!!!they were...they were...oh no,IT CAN'T BE!!! BARNIE!!!!!!!!LOTS OF BARNIE!!!!! BARNIE EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!! Big, fuzzy, happy, purple dinosoures were ALL OVER THE PLACE!!!! "NOOOOOOOOOOOO"!!!!!!! she heard herself screaming. As on a cue, the Barnioes started singing happily: "i love you, you love me..." then, it all became blur.'i must concentrate' She thought to herself. 'this CAN'T be happening'!!!!! 'the last thing i remember, we were trying to picture Booji, and stop that explosion... i think we did... IS THIS ANOTHER SUIT TRICK???' As the song grew louder, Entil'zha thought she'd lose it. Suddenely, the hourendus singing stopped. "Booji? what are you doing here?" she asked as a red bucketed figure formed
out of nowhere. "Oh, what?" said Booji, then began to lough. "what's so funny?" i got mad. "i'm stuck in this... this... place with THOUSENDS of singing Barnies everywhere!!!!" By now Booji was laughing histericaly. "Oh, i know. " he said. "Its just that i didn't think that purple furry dinosoures will be such a problem." "have you heard them singing?" i asked. "what? no. i can't hear that much with this bucket on" he explained. "oh. figures." i said. then, at the sight of the Barnies dancing, Booji began laughing again. i sighed. "Booji, where am I? What's going on?" Booji looked at me. "You're in an alternative reality. Sort of a trance. you need to get out of here; the others need your help!!! especially Garibaldi!!!" "what? what's wronge with him?" i asked. Booji explained things to me. "So... basically, untill we can get rid of that chimisal of the virus, he's locked in his own mind?" i asked. "yes", answered Booji. "And that's where you come in" "huh?" "i need you to use your..." Booji whispered in my ear. as he spoke, expressions changed on my face, from confusion, to amazement, and then, i began laughing. "this is HISTERICAL!!!!!" i said. Booji agreed, grining. "but you must get out of here as soon as you can". "and how do i do that?" i asked. "you must fight your demons. You will see" he added to the look on my face. "look closely. the answer is there." "now, i must go. the others need me as well." "thanks, i said. "you are very welcome" he answered, smiling. "oh, one more thing Booji." "what is it?" he asked. Where the hell did you get that Pina Colada from???" Booji only smiled, as he faded away. 'swell', thought Entil'zha, as the song came back. 'hi, i've got an idea!!!!" Entil'zha got a very evil grin on her face. 'my world, my dream. i do what I want!!!' suddenely, the Barnies stopped singing, as thousends of green Barnies appeared. "hi, i know it's corney" Entil'zha said to the gok that was staring at her. "but what can i say? IT'S FUN!!!!" she got herself some popcorn as she was watching the show. "purple!!!" "Green!!!" Entil'zha's grin grew wider. "here we go!!!" she told to her gok."too bad it'll be over soonish, but we've gotta save Garibaldi, you heard Booji." she said to her gok. "in the mean time, let's just enjoy, shall we?" Entil'zha sat back, grinning from ear to ear...

*Reebo*
Hi Reebo *Hhu??* Hi Reebo *that was...* Hi Reebo *It was raphael! thousands upon tousands of rapheal* Hi Reebo !Booji appers! You are in an alternate univers the followers need you, got to go, on a time schedual! *What?* Hi Reebo *I was surrounded! All of the Short fat (excuse me HEAVY) Little idiots were running around going Hi Reebo every minute, just like we were in school I whip out my pike and give the first thrree I see a good whack on the head* Hi Reebo Hi Reeebo Hi Reebo Hi Reebo Hi Reebo Hi Reebo Hi Reebo.....

*Gaidheil*
All this time, gaidheil had been wandering about the building looking for her fellow Boojiists. She wandered into the basement and found several cryo tubes (come on, you all knew this was coming). Most of them contained the Boojiists that we hadn't heard from in a while. She found Marcus1082, Ranger1138, Sarge, Traveler, and ... Whoa! A clone of Jason Carter. Then she heard someone coming. She had to hide. Looking around, she saw that there was no place to hide. She looked at Jasonclone's cryo tube and a slow smile crossed her face. She popped it open and crawled in.

*Neil*
Neil was sitting in his office at the shirt shop. The nightmare of the Teletubbies still haunting him, it was a good thing that Lindaru, Lorien, Marcus and Booji got him out of that ... that... nightmare...
He sat at his office, the darkness of the night surrounding him. He took the sheet of the Glow-in-the-dark bucket, and the office brightened a little...
His mind was wandering past all that had recently happened... the kidnappings, the suits, the explosion. When will this ever stop? Will we never be able to rid ourselves of those damn suits?
Neil stood up, and went into the store, glowing bucket in his hand. Everything looked ok, the follower birthdays were neatly presented in aisle one. The Booji supermodels continued to show the official booji shirt at aisle three. And the hyperspace link to flarns Button shop in aisle six was still working. His friends had taken good care of his shop.
He smiled, they are indeed good friends, and now... now most of them are lost in this alternate reality, or haven't been heard from in a long time. And then there was Garibaldi, what ever could they do to help....
Suddenly he saw something move in the shadows, he raised the bucket to get a better look, but the shadow only remained...
"who are you?"
<I am lost>
"are you one of Mordens associates?"
<who is Morden?>
"who are you?"
<I am lost>........

*Garibaldi*
Garibaldi sat quietly, staring up at the stars. It was a clear night, the only noise was the slight crashing of the waves against the fine sand. He finished his 78th lemonade and signaled for another, which of course appeared on its own beside him.
From what he gathered, Booji had spread the word. He imagined it would only be a matter of time before the Followers found a cure for the Omega's toxin. Whenever he visited the simulated hotel he had the feeling that the walls would suddenly come crashing down. But he remained, free to do as he pleased. Somewhere, deep in suit space, maybe even on a conquered Suit world, his anecdote awaited.
"Only a matter of time" He repeated aloud. 'Cryo is forever' a part of him nagged, but he refused to listen. He would always be needed. Quitting wasn't the way.
As Garibaldi sat and pondered his existence, he became aware of a change in the glow cast by the twin moons. Focusing his eyes again, he could see clearly that one moon was in the process of eclipsing the other. A huge, magnificent Diamond Ring shined out for a brief moment, then faded. Then all returned to the way it was.
"Kinda makes you wonder why the Suit's chose this planet in this system to convert to a replica of Old Earth." Garibaldi said to no one in particular. Somewhere down the beach he heard a giggle. "I didn't think the Suit's had any sense of aesthetics."
As if in answer, shooting stars began criss-crossing the skyline. The shower lasted for several minutes, then like the eclipse and everything else Garibaldi had ever known, it died down and stopped.
Then one solitary comet, burning bright through the planet's atmosphere, streaked down towards him. Instead of disintegrating in a flash, it screamed down onto the inlet of the cove, throwing a 20-foot-high shockwave outwards. By the time it reached the beach it was merely a ripple, but Garibaldi could hear the wailing of a Suit who had been caught in the torrent.
"Geez, Morden, don't I get a second's rest?"

*Chief Jones*
I was making my way back to my office, secure in the knowledge that the BOSS monster had just been spaced by Morden's associates. We knew what happened to Mr Garibaldi, and we would be contacting Dr. Franklin to find a cure. Since I'm a Security Chief, not a doctor, the best place for me to be would be the security Office, coordinating our efforts to free my fellow followers from their own private little hells.
"Oh Chief" a little old lady called out to me.
"Yes?"
"I need your help. You see, I bounced a check and I just can't figure out why? I have all of my statements going back to the last time I balanced my book, back in the heart of W - W - I , but I just can't make no sense of it, can you help me?"
"Mam, I'm not a banker, I'm the head of station security, you'll have to take this up with..."
"Excuse me" the rather pungent smelling man yelled from down the hall," I was charged this fee and I don't know why and I shouldn't have to pay it 'cause I'm old and I don't wanna pay it and I've been a customer at this bank since 1852 and I'll take out all my life savings if you don't give me back this dollar 'cause a dollar is a lot of money you know back when I was a boy you could buy a house with that dollar of course you can't anymore ... "
My GOD!! BOOJI HELP ME!!!!!!!!!! My office has been overrun by customers!
"Oh Missssss, thisssss ssssssoup issssss sssssssooo cold, could you pleasssssssse warm thissssssss for my husssssband?"
Now they think I'm a waitress!!
AGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Slowly, I drew my PPG... You know, this could be fun after all I thought.

*Morden*
Neil heard humming from aisle four. The Shadow near him shifted uneasily. He looked out and saw Morden, walking leisurely up the aisle, her hands behind her back.
"Morden?" he asked. She looked up at him, with the intention to be polite, but that changed. "This place wreaks of a Vorlon," she said vinidictively.
"I think you're forgetting that Booji is Vorlon god."
"No," she nodded as she looked around, "no, it's not that." She looked at him suspicisiously, "who's in your office Neil?"
He wasn't quite sure what to say, so he said nothing. "Neil," she said, her voice warning.
Then they were both shoved aside as Morden's Shadows rushed into his office.

*Lindaru*
Jim, Lindaru's Vorlon husband, was standing in Neil's office, toying with some glow in the dark objects. He favored his left side where the energy prosthesis which had been installed, failed.
"Hello, Neil! Morden!" He took a minute to take in a deep wheezing inspiratory breath, his encounter suit seeming to change color as he did so.
"I was going to surprise my wife for lunch today but she was not at the Temple and no one was around." The little shadow babies squirmed in the arms of the Llort who waited at the back of the office.
"I know she can take care of herself but I still worry about her and sometimes the thought of Suits be brazen enough to come into the Temples frankly concerns me. As you know, when a Vorlon marries an alien, or in her case, human, a piece of my energy resides in her and I can sense when something is wrong. Perhaps you know something you wish to tell me?"
 
What happened to Lindaru? What does the misterious Shodow want? How did Jim enter Neil's office? And Why doesn't Morden like Vorlons?

Find out in Episode 9 of...