Gerry was standing knee deep in a pile of sugar clutching a piece of an old canvas map. He looked around him at the sugar-covered hills and scratched his sugary scalp. Only moments ago he had been in his bedroom looking at the mysterious map and wondering what it would be like to be in the Sugar Hills of Cookie County. Was he really there! His teacher had warned the class that this may happen and it did! Gerry had no idea that this would be the beginning of a great adventure in the land of Mydreama or that the gold key he carried was very valuable, but the Ghost Owl that secretly watched him knew.