Lol. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I completely forgot about TAA.
Sorry! I was so busy during the summer, I kept wondering when Liz was going to upload, and then I noticed it was my turn. I felt so embarrassed. It was kind of weird, sitting down to write TAA after a few months. And I had no ideas! I'm sorry, but you're going to have to go with the version I'm coming up with on the spot!
I'm so ashamed! *Huddles in corner and wimpers*
So enjoy!
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As the Mare Bestiam smashed the yacht with their silvery bodies, Len spun on the wheel and quickly sent the boat whirling to the left. That was a wrong choice, as another sea monster came up in front of us and sent the hull of the boat down to the bottom of the ocean in splinters.
As the boat sunk, Len shoved me into one of the rooms (This one with a futeristic design!) and pulled me over to some sort of device that looked like an elevator.
"This is helpful!" He yelled above the roar of the water rushing up the yacht. "Just think of where you want to go!"
"Wait!" I called to him, but the doors of the elevator device closed with pnumatic hiss, and I was left alone in the completely silent room.
Just think of where you want to go. I thought, rolling my eyes. Think? Okay, fine. I don't want to go home. I don't want to go back into the yacht. I want to find Liz. But she's in Ireland. She could be anywhere. I huffed. So WHERE?
Thank the god/ess(es) a memory decided to come right then.
It was the mansion, the one I had seen in my dream just a few days ago, though it seemed like forever. A lifetime. I focused on that. I could think of nothing else.
The elevator hummed and did a sort of noise like a bell ringing. Then there was the squeak of gears, a bunch of chiming, and a hiss of steam. Finally, there was a very elevator-like ding, and the doors opened to the manor. It had the same walls, windows, roof, garden... Everything was the same. I stepped out of the vehicle and looked it over for a minute. How did it do that? Was it magical, or something? Just as I had gone around it once or twice, it dissappeared with a pop! and the faint smell of ocean spray in the air.
What the hell?
Okay... Apparently it was a teleporter of some kind. Weeiirrdd. I turned back to the manor, and took off jogging to the front door.
As I neared the entrance, I began to be more cautious. There were probably cameras. Maybe I was being watched! That thought freaked the bejeebies out of me, and I shivered as I strolled to the front door. I wrapped my hand in a fist and pounded on the door.
Doom!
Doom!
Doom!
I waited for someone to get to the door, and as I waited I admired the rosebushes. Lovely! Whoever took care of them did a fantastic job. Then the door opened and a woman stepped into view.
She was very elegant looking, with fancy clothing and sharp features. I felt like a vagrant in her presence.
"Hello," She said, looking at me. I swallowed and struggled to find my voice. If I couldn't stand up to this woman, could I stand up to the guy who took Liz?
"Hello," I said, suprised at how calm and collected I sounded. Could I pull this off? "I'm looking for a boy named..." I trailed off, suddenly realising I didn't know his name. Crap. I don't think I can pull this off.
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