You shiver and shake with the power of thousands of earthquakes as
you walk on to the stage, as the audience blankly stares at you, searing
through your body like a fire in a field. The anouncer stands up, and
speaks the word in which to spell. Its a muffeled buzz of a bee as you
search through thoughts for the answer. You suddenly jolt awake from
your mind and you slowly say the letters, pronouceing each with a clear
and remarkabley eligant tone. All is silent, all is still. No one moves.
Then the bee softly buzzes and the crowd stands up in a wave motion, ...