Eighteen

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A few days passed. After Paul had saved Charm there helicopter had gone down after trying to head back to the main town. They where now stranded in the dunes, they had been camping in a tent in the sand for the last few days.

It wasn't pleasant, but Paul had decided it was finally time that they left the tent after days of being the hot tent. Charm hadn't been outside for the whole time they had been in the tent, she was scared that they where going to take her again.

Paul opened the tent door, the brightness shon into the tent causing the three of them to squint their eyes. 

Paul stepped out the tent and into the sun light, charm followed on. Her foot hit the sand, she looked around to see she was in the sand. Dunes where the only things visible. Charm sighed, "where are we meant to go?" She asked Paul.

Paul shrugged "just follow my instincts" he replied, "and you think doing that is going to get us anywhere" Lady Jessica replied to him as she handed him a piece of technology that looked like some sort of sat-nav. Paul smiled at his mother before switching it off.

On the screen it showed that the town was no that far away. Maybe a few minutes, charm smiled. She was finally going to get home, but then a thought dawned her. No one was home, when she got home the house would be empty and she didn't know if she could brave it and walk into the house where her Mother may still be lying dead.

Paul began walking, Jessica and Charm followed him. They walked over the hot sand for a while. They walked over multiple hills of sand until they stood in front of the last one. Once they reached the top they would see their home.

Excitedly the three began to clamber up the hill, charm just wanted to get home to bury her mother. But once she reached the top she saw something very different.

Smoke Flowed around the town, everything was destroyed. It smelt of death, charm felt her soul crush. Everything she had ever known was gone, what used to be a busy town was now the remains of what used to lie In front.

She didn't even want to know how many people had died of a result of this attack. 

She watched the smoke fly in the air, as it reminded her of what happened.

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