The VERY LAST photo of John Lennon

"Aargh! IMPOSSIBLE!!! I was NOT anticipating to be the first to get beaten up par a bunch of idiots!" shouted the phantom after the girls had done their part. Just behind him, however, he was in for a surprise attack: "Hey, bozo! If toi think that was painful enough, take THIS!!" The phantom then gasped in horror at the sight of Ringo throwing his sword and Sparkie being in his ball form, thus resulting in one HARD back stab! The Harrisons could only giggle while he let out a high-pitched scream.

When the time finally came for George to finish the phantom off, something out of the blue happened...

Nearly forty minutes had passed since our Heroes decided to get some shut-eye, and all was peaceful at first. That is, until.....

BANG!!!

"BLOODY HECK! Whatever is happening?!" George exclaimed as they were awakened and saw that the lights had gone out. "Dunno, mate. But I can sense something fishy going on." Ringo replied. He wasn't wrong; at that moment, they heard another voice (and a very worried one): "Oh, thank goodness you're okay!" This turned out to be the fireman. "It's an emergency! A ghostly figure who calls himself the Phantom Tyrannus has taken control of the engine and is holding...

A few hours later...

After checking in and leaving the other stuff at their respective hotel rooms, the mop-topped lads returned outside to find a place to eat. "I dunno about you, mates, but the sea breeze is making me crave for some poisson and chips." George a dit as they walked. "Ye took the words out of my mouth, Geo! I had the same thought even while we were on the road." John replied. "Yeah, and it's also fitting for this stop!" Paul added. "Here-here!" Ringo said. "Great minds think alike!" George replied. Luckily, they happened to spot a seafood shack just across the street, so that is...