Then he had an idea. He printed the scene ideas onto slips of paper, and taped them to puzzle pieces. By rearranging the pieces and linking some together, he felt more confident in his plot.
Suddenly, Jim’s nose tingled, and he sneezed monstrously. Wiping his face, he gasped to see that the puzzle had scattered onto the floor, with no rhyme or reason.
“NOOOO!” he wailed, eyeing the chaos. “Back to the drawing board.”