Dear Diary,

Whew! Another close call. Too close if you ask me. After all, I'm still sopping wet and miserable. But definitely glad to be alive!

Let me backtrack. We slid to a new earth, just moments after Quinn and the Professor reunited with us at the hippie commune. We were there only a few moments, when we heard this eerie rumbling. Then the ground started shaking a bit, kinda like an earthquake.

But what it actually was...was soooo much worse! We turn the corner, and there was the biggest tidal wave I've ever seen in my life! I swear Diary...it was bigger than something you'd see in the movies. I thought we were goners for sure. Thank goodness for the Professor and Quinn. The Professor shouted out "It must be the polar ice caps!" and then Quinn took me by the hand and we all hightailed it to the tallest building we could find, just hoping it would be taller than the water. I don't think I've ever climbed stairs so fast! (Talk about a workout!)

When the wave broke, the water rushed through the building fast and furious. And I almost got swept away with it! Luckily Quinn grabbed on to me and hoisted me out to the outside of the building, which is where we all ended up. And I haven't even gotten to the part about the sharks yet. You see, when the water almost swept me away, I cut my leg, and it started gushing blood. It wasn't a serious cut, but it was enough to attract a bunch of sharks who thought they could get a free meal. Thank goodness our...what was it that Quinn called it? Oh yeah, our window of opportunity was only for a short time. Can you imagine having to hold on to a building for 3 days? I shudder at the thought. Oh...what I wouldn't give for a nice dry towel.

Love,

Wade