Chapter 3

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The boom echoed throughout the world infinitely. But it soon died out and traveled somewhere else in the world. "Dylan!" Someone had called my name from the house. It sounded like Tobias. I ran up the stairs and outside. Tobias was telling everyone to go into the tornado bunker. "Dylan, glad to see you. Looks like there'll be a tornado in a little bit, probably a good idea to get into the bunker."

I told him that I had been there before he called for me, but it was useless arguing. We all went into the bunker and closed off the entrance. Ashton ordered us to actovate the switch that adds steel walls, roof, and a floor for extra protection. For safety, I added some iron blocks as an extra layer to block of the entrance. There was a loud swoosh and the entire room shook.

The tornado had approached the house, ready for ultimate destruction.I heard some creaking and there was dust falling from the ceiling. We all looked up and noticed something. There was cracks forming in the roof! "Duck!" I didn't hear who had said that, because something hit my head and I went down. Everything started fading. It's hard, but I tried to maintain consciousness, but nothing happened except everything darkened. The I went un-Conscious.

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I got up off the ground and looked around. Everything was ruined. Tunnel entrances collapsed; Holes in the ceiling; Etcetera.

Everyone else slowly woke up, rubbing their heads. "Ashton."

He looked at me with a 'What?' look. "You always keep a pickaxe with you, let ne borrow it." He handed it to me and I went to the bunker entrance. An extra layer of iron was a bad idea, because the pickaxe is almost broken, and isn't strong enough to break iron blocks. But I got to work anyways.

The others starting rebuilding the bunker, because we might need it again. Who knows?

There was a humming sound. Everyone looked at each other, seeing who was doing it. "Not me!" We alk said in unison. Something forced me backwards into a wall. "Agh!" That actually hurt!!!

Two partially transparent arms were holding me to rhe wall. I struggled and squirmed, trying to get out of it's grasp. But it was no use, it was to strong. Suddenly, it slammed me into the roof and I fell back down to ground. It teleported to the entrance. <Sorry for the disturbance.> It grinned. <But you disturbed my world first!> It laughed like a... 'Muahahahaha!' Evil laugh.

Something about that evil person with an echoed voice was familiar. He kind of looked like my old friend Steve. But this guy who bis probably evil was wearing a long sleeve brown shirt. At the bottom bof the sleeves was rips. He was wearing jeans, with well shaded/textured pixels. He had brown hair and glowing white eyes. We was partly transparent. You could see through him, but your eyes still focused on him, rather than whats behind him. He must have had a hard time hiding stuff behind his back from his dad when he was a kid.

Wait! I thought. I remember who this is! The legendary Brine.

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