"I don't think it's safe." Lacie said.
"Of course it isn't. It never is." I said. We were standing in front of a large iron door. It had been three days since we were thrown into the dungeon. Every now and then, we would sneak out, explore, and try to get rid of my rubber bands and eat. I was especially in the mood for eating.
Inside the door was a girl. I knew this because every few minutes she would scream and then pound against the door sobbing.
"Are you sure we should go in?" Lacie said. "I'm getting some serious bad 'don't go in there' vibes."
"Since when are you an expert on bad vibes?" I asked.
"Since when are you a reverse expert on bad vibes?"
"Alright, alright." I said. The door shook. "Ignis! Ignis already you lame door!" said the lady behind the door. I heard a loud thud like someone kicking it, then a scream of pain. "Why won't you just give up?!" she shouted.
"Whoever is behind there, they need help." I said. And they might be dangerous if they have an ignis tome. I thought.
"Fine." Lacie said. "Ma'am, on the count of three I need you to use your tome." Lacie said with her hands cupped to the door.
" One... two... three!" she shouted.
"Ignis!" the door crumbled, and then I saw something so strange I nearly fell over.
"Whoa." Lacie said staring through the doorway.
"Whoa indeed." Said the girl.
For we were standing in front of another Lacie.
YOU ARE READING
Jasper and the 16 Stories
Приключения"Why weren't you banded?" I asked. "Because I'm not a witch" she said. "Yes you are. You literally have a tome in your pocket." I said. "Oh, this?" she said raising her tome. "This is just a book." She pointed to the door and shoute...
