That same evening the four of us were sitting on a ferry on our way to Alcatraz Island. It was dark out and the only thing you could hear was the roar of the ocean and the cry of seagulls. The air was cold against our bare faces and we huddled together to stay warm.
"Maybe this whole overnight thing wasn't such a good idea..." Blaze said, pulling me and Emmett closer trying to steal our warmth. My Pikachu hat was wrapped snug around my neck and my spiderman gloves kept my fingers toasty warm, but the frigid air still seeped through our thin coats.
I could see the island off in the distance, it looked creepy and haunted at night. The aging walls and crumbling rocks made the jail house almost look like those creepy insane asylum from all the old movies. It didn't take long before our boat pulled up beside the old dock and with a loud creak came to a halt. Huddled close together the whole group (around 25) people shuffled there way towards the empty walkway. A lone tour guide stood waiting for us, a lantern in hand.
"Welcome to Alcatraz Island! I hope we all have a great trip, sorry about the cold but we should be entering the jail house shortly." The lady said "My name is Mary and I'll be your guide for tonight."
That being said we all marched our way to the top of a very tall hill and into the jail house. Inside, the lights were dim and flickered every once in a while. As we walked she told us about the different escape attempts and one stood out in particular. One time a group of men trying to escape Alcatraz held the prison for hours, no one could get in or out and several guards died. That would be so scary.
After a while, the four of us were starting to loosen up and relax. Laughing and talking we explored the jail house by our selves. Thunder cracked outside and a loud wave hit the island rocks.
Emmett was running ahead of us pretending to open all the doors with his super air bending powers, letting all the "prisoners" free. We were approaching the end of the hallway when out popped three men, all holding guns. They just stood there not saying anything at all. One was old probably around 50 and the other two were younger probably 25 and 22. Emmett had frozen in his spot, shocked into unusual silence. "Whoosh" Emmett said throwing out his hands like he was throwing a fire ball. They did nothing just stared at Emmett as he slowly lowered his hands to his sides. "or not...." he mumbled. The older man raised his gun, and said one word. "Move."
