Dashell :The Games

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For Dash

Prologue

My eyes opened, I could not see anything because all around me was dark. My head hurt and sweat poured down my face like rain. "Emma.." I croaked, hoping that somewhere, someplace my sister would hear me. "Emma" I cried again, my voice a little stronger. "I'm...here." came a faint voice. I tried to stand but I was to weak. I half crawled, half pulled myself to the voice. "Emma, Emma EMMA!" I screamed frantically searching for my sister. Suddenly a clunk of medal scared me as a floor opened, light flooded in from what looked like a forest beyond the door. My eyes hurt from the sunlight but I could make out a tall boy, about 13, with shaggy brown hair that hung down so much I could barley see his eyes. His clothes were torn and old, he had a tiny cut above his left eyebrow. " You Must be Dash!" he said.

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