Authors note:
Hello!! This is the next part. It is split into two parts so I hope you enjoy.
I don't know what else to say so lets get into the story.
[After they have finished dinner]
Chris: Do you mind if I go explore the garden quick.
Pablo: Not at all. Go ahead. Just don't go past the woods or the fence.
[She leaves and goes into the woods.]
Chris: (Thoughts) Woah this place is big. And pretty. I can't believe they own this whole forest.
[She reaches the centre and sees the place where the hold the caminar.]
Chris: (Thoughts) This must be where they hold the caminar. I expected it to be more like a campsite in the woods but it looks quite natural apart from the tables and chairs.
[She walks over to the tree in the centre.]
Chris: (Thoughts) This must be where they talk to their ancestors. It's a very pretty and old tree. It's so tall and big!
[She looks at it for a few more seconds then walks around it.]
Chris: (Thoughts) Huh? Why is there a door on the tree?
[There is a human sized door on the tree and it looks just as old as the rest of the tree.]
Chris: (Thoughts) Does it lead to Narnia?
[She walks up to it and looks closer.]
Chris: (Thoughts) They didn't mention anything about a door on the tree.
[She sees that it says Torres in old golden letters.]
Chris: (Thoughts) It must be here for a reason. Does it even lead anywhere?
[She hesitates before opening it.]
Chris: (Thoughts) Am I allowed to touch it? It might be part of the tradition.
[She thinks about it then opens it.]
Chris: (Eyes closed. Thoughts) Oh no! I've messed up now!
[She opens her eyes.]
Chris: Waaahhh!!!!
[There is a room on the other side of the door that looks like a cabin or a captains quarters on an old ship]
Chris: Ok! Nope! That's my que to leave!
[Before she can leave, she is grabbed by the arm and pulled into the door.]
Chris: Whooaaa!!!! Let me go!!!! No! No! NO!
[Her mouth is covered by a dirty hand and her arms are held behind her back.
Chris: (Muffled) Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!
???: Shut Up! Who Are You!? How Did You Get Here!?
[It was a man with a southwest English accent. He sounded like a pirate.]
Chris: (Muffled) Mmmmmpfffff!!!!
[He takes his hand off and spins her around still holding her arms. He had a long ragged beard and hair, his face was smeared with dirt and sweat, his teeth were rotten and some were fake, he was covered in scars, cuts and bruises and he wore a hat with a scarf attached to it.]
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Torres
Mystery / ThrillerFor Chris, life was normal. She had great friends, a great family and lived in a small but happy town. But, when she goes to live with a Spanish family in Barcelona, all of it changes. She finds a door on a sacred tree and when she goes through it...
