Chapter 4 Saving Canteric

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She woke up to the sound of bees buzzing. Not Bees Something else a faint noise like a moving vehicle. Unsure where she was she bolted up. Emberry found her self surrounded by air. She looked below her and screamed. Pancing Em yelled, " Help where am I!" A voice filled with hate and regret replied: " You know me, Faran Maltar." Emberrys heart raced as fast as a cheetah. She knew she was in trouble.  Her mind rushed to panic mode. Her anxiety started to play up. Painting Emberry made a desperate grap for the walls around her that started to appear.  A familiar noise distracted her. A high pitch scream. In a separate room, Liliac sat crying. She had a phobia of closed spaces and couldn't stand them. Where was her inhaler, Liliac banged the sides of her cage trying to get someone's attention she couldn't breathe? She spotted her inhaler. It was in the cage next door.                                                                                                                                                  

" He-help anyone my Inhaler. I-I ca-can't breath." Lilac panted. A figure handed her, her inhaler. She sighed and gave it a puff. After she had finished brething she peered up looking at the figure. Faran was 14, he had golden-brown hair the colour of desert sand and pure blue eyes. He is of average height and weight for his age. He was wearing shorts that were muddy, and a green top with rips in it. His face was strained in a face that looked unsure of if he wanted to be nice or mean.

The cage rocked and Lilac and Emberry could hear wirers snapping. The Cage started to fall, plummeting faster and faster down to the depths of nothingness below.


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