The man led them to a round glass wall. He told them to go inside and wait a few moments, “It will start to rise so don’t be startled.”He shook each of their hands and told them good luck. They loaded onto the platform. A glass wall shut and it started to slowly move upwards. “Ugh, this is such an ugly color.” Evan said. He lifted his hand and turned the tunic to purple. The platform stopped and they were put inside of an open roofed car. There was a window that was about at their shins. The car had seats and a small pit for when they stood, which they currently were standing. Moments later the wall in front of them lifted and the cars started to move. The four of them were towards the back and heard what sounded like hundreds of people cheering as the cars moved into that area. Chris looked ahead of them and saw that the people in front of them had on very nice clothes. Suits and dresses. Chris looks at his outfit. He was wearing beige khakis, a light blue sweatshirt and his grey backpack straps over the sweatshirt. He also had the glasses that Evan gave him. Chris took them off and looked at them. He never noticed that they were round glasses. The lens was a shade of blue. He put them back on as they entered the area with the crowd. The crowd got quieter as the four passed. Chris glanced at Evan who looked back at him, then glanced at the floor of the car. Chirs looked down and saw the tunic lying on the floor of the car. Chris looked back up. The car stopped inside of another room. The driver told them to hop out of the car. They did so, and the driver drove backward out of the room, the wall behind them closing. It was dark for a second then a light in the middle of the room turned on. The room wasn't very big, it took Chris five large steps to get across the room. A female voice suddenly spoke through some speakers “Please deposit your weapons into the box below the sign. Please deposit your weapons into the box below.” over and over again. Chris looked at Evan, “What should we do?” Evan looked back at him, “Put your weapons in, it’ll be fine.” Chris nodded and took his sword from his backpack. “Sir, listen to Evan, he must know what he’s doing.” He dropped his sword into the bin, but never heard it touch the ground. Evan dropped his staff, Dakota dropped his bow, along with his arrows and Dean dropped his gloves. The female voice stopped, then spoke again “You are ready.” The light turned off and the four stood in absolute darkness.
“Process complete. The doors will open soon. Wait for the countdown, then run.” The voice said through the speakers again. The light came back on but red instead of its old white. “What now?” Chris asked the group. “We wait, it happens everytime.” Dakota answered. “Yeah. I never thought I would be standing in one of these rooms.” Dean said. They waited in silence for a few minutes then the voice said, “One minute, get ready.” A wall started to lift up. And the voice started to count down from thirty. Evan stood up from his position on the wall and rubbed his eyes. “15. 14. 13. 12. 11. 10” The voice still counted down. The wall finished lifting as she hit 0. Dakota and Dean ran out, Evan grabbed Chris’s shoulder and they were at a large rock. Chris looked out and saw that there were many other people running at them. Chris felt a hand touch him on the shoulder and it was Evan. He was holding all of their stuff. He handed Chris his sword. “I'm glad to have you back.” Chris said to the sword. “It's good to be back.” The sword responded. Dakota and Dean arrived and Evan handed them their stuff. “Alright boys, listen, it’s different this time around. So stick together.” Evan told them. Evan looked around, then stopped. “I think we should move towards that forest.” Evan pointed towards a forest a ways away. The other nodded and they started to make their way over. Evan led, and as he walked passed a rock, a man jumped out, tried to stab Evan but instead Evan poked him with the tip of his staff, some yellow sparks flew on impact and the man went flying. They started on their way again. Chris looked around to see people fighting, running or dieing. Chris was full alert, because he didn't feel like dying in a place where they were originally supposed to steal a gem. Eventually though, the four made it to the forest. The forest and the desert were complete opposites. The desert was hot and dry, but the forest was wet and cold. “Alright, well, let's start the trudge.” Evan told them.
