The Haunted Twins : The University

Chapter 10: Lost and Found

Dillon didn't understand. Was he in the future, or still in the past, or back home? "Hey! HC Detective Kent is trapped outside of the Gates!!!" There was no reply. He was stuck out there. "Okay, well, what do-" He remembered that he was back with Florence, he turns round to see her floating like she's dead, yet the waves didn't take her to the distance of the horizon. Dillon, both in love and worried for his safety, cautiously dips back into the sea and picks her up. It was easy at first, since the water helped a lot, but even out of the water, he managed to not sink and lays Florence by the gates, out of the ocean.

He sits next to her resting body, his legs still swimming along with the current. He looks at her like a stranger, wondering how she got him to go against his own father, how he let her in his home, how he wanted a change from the life he actually loved. He loved the safety of his desk, but when she turned up, he wanted to be in the action. "What are you?" He asks her, not expecting an answer.

He continued to shout for help, yet none came. If he wanted someone, he was about to get his wish. He should've been careful for what he wished for. Candice or Florence was starting to wake up, she was getting into a sitting position while putting her hand to her forehead. Dillon, not really wanting to die, goes to get a gun from his pocket and then thinking he probably left it at the beach or it fell in the past or the ocean. She opened her eyes. White. Florence.

He pins her to the doors with a hand on each shoulder. She doesn't react to this, instead she silently cries, only a tear letting him know of this. "What happened to you? I know you loved... An ancestor of mine, but what happened with the guys that just kidnapped you? " Dillon questions her, trying to help all sides. She looked at the sky, then to Dillon. "She thought I did it. She forgave me for the love, but she never forgave me for something I didn't do." She burst into tears, and throws a green flame into the sea. A green wave rippled, and Dillon moves the smallest bit away from her to show he's scared. Florence takes note of this, and tries to make him understand without telling him.

"You see, I can't tell you, I tried to show you, but I just... Couldn't do it for longer. Genevieve could find me easily there, but now we are locked out, it's gonna be easy as well seeing as a bunch of people saw us go into the ocean." He brings up a good point, "So where did those people go?" "I don't know," She thinks aloud, "I just hope Genevieve doesn't find us before them."  She throws a green flame again, but at the complicated lock of the Gates. It unlocks, and he tries to push it open.

"You aren't going to open it, look at it then look at you. Literally," she giggles, "I miss being alive. Okay, leave it to me, you damsel in distress." Flora winks at him, then put her hand on the centre of the Gates. The gates swing open quicker than a second, surprisingly since they were so tall and heavy. Dillon grabs her wrist violently, "After this, you are gonna leave Candice alone." She laughs hysterically, and replies, "Oh lover boy, I would've thought you would understand after going to the library, maybe study a bit more?" With her free hand, she slightly taps his cheek twice, like a light slap, and he pushes it away just as quickly.

They slipped off, and ran to the beach. "When are we?" Dillon panics. Florence just keeps on walking, "Don't worry, it is only a few hours or days after we left. I'm surprised, in your day and age, I thought people would be guarding the gates. Yet-" "No one's here." Dillon catches up. "You've screwed up, and you're gonna find out how. Don't let me send you back." She changed her attitude completely, from showing off and flirting, to anger and serious. "Let's just find out why your generation is not thirsty for gossip." She ran towards the streets by the beach, and Dillon followed her close by.

Meanwhile, Candice was in the worst position. Surrounding her was only purple flames: in front, behind, the sides, underneath and above. She wasn't in physical pain, so many wouldn't say it was the worst. It was eating her, her soul and her personality. She would soon be an empty shell Florence could prance around in. Outside the fire, she could just make out her parents saving her from the incident. She was drowning and burning at the same time, and it wouldn't stop. "How, how does that work? How did I get there alive and you didn't? Mum, dad... Save Jennie... No... Save her, no, save her, please... No, think about him, too. No, give him a chance..."