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The next morning I woke up to a loud camotion. I looked to my side to see Evie still in bed. I looked over toward the Evie then back to the closet door. We both exchanged worried looks. I slowly crept out of bed with Evie close behind. You walked toward the closet and swung the door open. You saw man scarier than a metal image of Malfecient at bedtime.

"Who are you?" Evie and I both questioned.

"Mal," he said as he started to choke up,"it's been 16 years. You've grown up so much. I missed you Mal. I love you."

"Who are you?" Evie an I bother questioned again.

"Mal I'm your father and I'm your father. I'm here to take you back to the Isle of the lost."

Everything after that was black.

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