The cold, dark, emptiness enveloped me as I dove into the water. I moved my arms so that I could go deeper into the lake and find the source of the light. The time I was in the water seemed endless until I heard a faded voice, growing inside my head. The voice was hard to understand and I couldn't figure out what it was saying, but the closer I got to it, the more I wanted to know what it was that was trying to communicate with me. As I got closer I could make out what it was saying, "Hunter Reed, Hunter Reed, Hunter Reed," It was calling my name, over and over again. I got closer and closer to the voice, until I saw it. A crimson red stone encased in silver, attached to a silver chain, hanging from a protruding rock formation, throbbing light every time it pronounced my name. It was getting harder to hold my breath as I got closer to the amulet, I had to resurface. I grabbed the stone and tried to swim up, as I did, the amulet shined a brilliant red and I was thrust into darkness. I awoke with a start in my bed, the amulet hanging around my neck. I swung my legs over the bedside and sat up with the amulet in my hand, trying to remember how I got to my bed after being under water. In fact, how am I now soaked right now?
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The Hidden Life of Hunter Reed
ActionOnce an average teenage boy, then his world was flipped on it head when he finds an ancient and powerful amulet. He finds that the amulet might be the only thing that can protect him from what comes next.
