Very different, but still very good! The Lion's Mouth Jack McCoy, assistant district attorney in New York City, dreamt that in a jungle clearing a lion was just about to devour a small boy.
In the dream, the lion opened its claws and the child standing beside it was paralysed with fear.When the lion opened its mouth even wider and was just about to swallow the child, McCoy woke up.
Still frightened by the dream, McCoy leapt from his bed and went into the kitchen. He stretched his arms, opened his mouth almost like the lion in his dream and gave a long yawn.
Claire Kincaid, his partner in and out of the office, was already up and was standing at the sink before the kitchen window with a cup of coffee. She found Jack's yawn contagious, and, putting her head out of the window to check the weather, did the same.
A bicycle messenger who was riding past their building at the same moment that Claire was sticking her head out of the window saw her open mouth and her outstretched arms and yawned in his turn, stopping as he did so to let a cross-town bus pass.
The driver of the No.47 bus looked at the cyclist and caught the yawn.
Mike Logan, crack detective of the three-three, riding at the back of the bus, saw the driver's yawn in the mirror and could not help but yawn himself, thrusting his head out of the window next to him. An elderly Cuban woman standing on the pavement, waiting for the car that would take Fidel Castro to address the UN general assembly, yawned, having caught Logan's yawn.
As he passed by and waved, Fidel Castro looked at the old woman and yawned himself, excusing himself immediately thereafter to the President of Senegal, who was riding in the car with him, and who yawned as well.
Footage of the two leaders yawning was broadcast in Senegal, and appeared on the screen of a television in the lobby of a hotel in Dakar. Ben Stone, former New York City ADA and now tour guide in the Senegalese capital, was bringing up the rear of a party of Japanese tourists on their way out of the hotel. Out of the corner of his eye,he saw the screen with the image of two mouths opened wide.
Stone emerged from the hotel yawning and passed it on to a rhinoceros poacher racing by in a Landrover. Catching the yawn himself, the poacher passed it on to the chief of an armed band of rebels camped out in a grove of palm trees waiting for the right moment to attack the city.
One by one, all 50 men yawned, and the last of them transmitted it to a large green and red parrot that was flying over his head at that moment.
The parrot landed on the branch of a tree and opened its large beak, yawning. At the base of the tree a lion was on the point of devouring a small boy.
Seeing the parrot yawn, the lion opened its maw even wider, without being able to avoid the yawn, which was accompanied by a roar so loud that it frightened every creature in the jungle.
The boy seized the opportunity to escape.
The yawn was last known to be travelling in a southeasterly direction.
There is only one yawn in the world.
There is only one, always the same one, going from place to place, and now... YAWWWNNN - here it comes...