The letter stated that George should dance. Keep dancing. He knew the moves. Suddenly his phone had new videos on it. This frightened him. How did those videos get on his phone. They were videos of The Blue Man dancing. He checked to see if his phone now had internet. It didn't. Just those videos had appeared on his phone. He had thought maybe he could access the internet. That would be too easy though. Then he could send his coordinates to someone and ask for help.

He didn't know why they wanted him to learn those dances. He didn't want to learn but he also wasn't against it. So he kept practicing each day. His moves looked more and more like Marc Love's. One day he woke up to a tin bucket near the door. The letter this time told him to put the paint on. It was blue. He knew it would be blue even before opening the tin lid.

As hel ooked in the mirror he was shocked to realize how much he looked like Marc. In fact he looked a lot like MArc. But having this blue paint made it all more apparent. Looking from far away you might mistake the one for another.

He placed his hands in front of his face. Fingers meeting each other, making a hole in the center so that he could look through it. He stared at the mirror making a face with his lips so it looked like he was saying 'ohhhh'. He began practicing the moves.