In a small West Sussex school...

Scene: A school in Britain, early morning. The air outside is crisp and fresh, yet the fog has only started to lift. In the teachers' lounge sits Bill, a young, frustrated teacher of Mathematics and Literature (he is an extremely intelligent man, and this is a small school), and across the table is Franklin, reading the paper, keeping his eccentric thoughts to himself...He was feeling personal this morning; it would take a nice push for him to reveal his daring ideas on how to fix the drudge of filth he continually reads in the post...

"Hey...How do we get our students to liven up?," inquires Bill. It had been on his mind since he started teaching at Southway Junior School last month. He was full of youthful optimism and truly wanted to help the kids. "Little Steve falls asleep after lunch everyday! And Julie gives me blank stairs ALL the time during lecture. I mean...her eyes are dead, Frank. They're dead. Is there anything we can do to make them more imaginative?"

It was at this point Franklin stopped reading the paper, closed his eyes, and eventually stated, "Hmm...Possibly, Bill. But what?" Frank's eyes began to move wildly in his head. Bill had never seen anyone enter REM while he or she was awake. It was fascinating...yet frightful. "Wait! By George, I have it," yelled Franklin. He had never held such pleasure in his spirit prior that moment. He let loose. His ideas flew forth from his mouth like the Thames flows in all its magnificence through the channels of London. "Let us fake an alien invasion on campus!!!!!! We can set up a spaceship crash landing and fake the abduction of a teacher! Let me ask the police if this is a good idea...*ring ring* Sergeant? Hello, This is Franklin Wellington, from Southway Junior School! I am just fine! I have an idea to run by you! To liven up our students' spirits, we want to convince them that aliens have landed in the schoolyard and kidnapped, possibly killed, one of their teachers? Yeah...Yeah...Great! So you will help? Brilliant!! See you next week! Well, Bill...We have a spaceship to build!"

Yeah...I am not sure if this is how it all started, but I jest not...