He let out a world-weary sigh. At least, he thought, the drug had produced the desired result, a fantastic dream that could be swiftly tailored into one of his enchanting tales. Eagerly, he rushed to his bedside and seized his leather-bound notebook. In the early hours of the dawn he had jotted down the main scenes, and there was certainly enough there for a real corker of a yarn. Thank God he had written it down, because now the details were hazy.
Hero runs through thicket, pursuing naked girl with jeweled navel.
Branches scratch his flesh. Cabochon emeralds and rubies. Plunged into bosom of sleeping woman in gossamer-fine negligee. Evil criminal mastermind, once a respectable member of society, now disgraced, directs his empire from a fetid tropical island, sending his minions to do evil. Beautiful villainess disguised as serving girl.