Could Your Ideas Change The World? Part 1

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Izzy turned around and was releaved to see that it was only Alex. She was crying on his chest while he obzerved Alyssa's remains.

"What could've done this," Izzy questioned. I don't know Alex thought.

They went back to meet up with everybody else.

"Where's Alyssa?" Jake asked. The look on Izzy's face said it all. "She's dead," said Alex.

"What!" Said Maria. "We found her-what's left of her at least," mumbled Alex.

Whooowhooooowhooo. A strange noise started to echo through the room. Eeeeaaaaahhhh ohhh aaahhh! A noise so loud it sounded like somebody was crying for help during a murder. All of a sudden a light that was at first white but then turned a blood red. A figure emerged from the light. As far as the group could tell it was a young girl; age twelve, long brown hair, almost translusent. "I am Shayly," she said. "Welcome to your imagination.". "What," Izzy said. "Right now you are all laying in your rooms...sleeping...I guess you could call it sleeping," Shayly said. "You mean Alyssa really isn't dead-like just awake in real life," Izzy said. "No. If you die here then you really die idiot!" Said Shayly.