The Journey of the Reader

Chapter Twelve: Out of the Frying Pan...

We busted down the door and ran away from the place, continuing in that same direction. I spied a road and many different cars. "Oohh.." We ran towards the road and followed it to a crowded mansion. "Wow," I whispered. There was a party going on, but a formal one. Men wore tuxedoes and ladies wore the prettiest gowns. "They are definitely in there. Did we pack any fancy clothes?" Realizing we did not, I noticed a pair with heavy metal jewelry and beautiful clothes. "Jackpot." I moved them with my power into the nearby woods and you knocked them out. We stripped them of their clothes and changed. You looked quite handsome, and you commented on how beautiful I looked. I blushed visibly. "Let's just get in there." We walked in, and I checked everyone's eyes. All silver. I thought warily, 'This is a do or die situation now.'