Disenchanted

Strangers

A boy of 18 came into the room. He was tall and had jet-black hair and green eyes. He's wearing a long-sleeved plain whiteish button up shirt with black suspenders. He's also wearing black jeans and a black tie. He turns around and sees them.
"Who are you?" the stranger asked with an English accent.
"We're not going to tell you! For all we know, you could be helping the people in charge of this ship," Regina said, feeling uneasy.
"Helping them?" he said with a scoff. "Oh, please, I'd never help them, no matter the price. Whether it'd be gold or a life."
"Okay then, you're still not getting our names. What is yours?"
"You think I'm going to tell you my—"
Constance interrupted him, "We do not have enough time to argue about this. We're still in a smelly prison and trapped God knows where. We need to move. Oh and by the way, I'm Constance and she's Regina," Constance said pointing to Regina. Regina looks at Constance frustrated.
"Okay then, I'm Allen. How'd you get here? I've been in this crappy place for what seems like forever looking for my friend. Of course, I haven't managed to find him yet." He looks down at the ground, no longer smiling. He still couldn't believe he'd lost him.
"Um, well... we got here a little bit ago and I have no idea how we did," Constance said. "One minute we were in the water, the next we were on a boat."
"That happened with me and Jack too. We were on the beach, and we started going towards the water, when all of a sudden I saw Jack drowning," Allen's voice dropped. "I raced towards him, but before I could grab him there was a whirlpool— or whatever this is." Earlier his voice seemed happier, but now, the tone of his voice was changing and becoming darker.
"Oh," Regina said.
"I have, though, been here for a while, or at least long enough to have some sense of what's going on."
"Well, then, what is it?" Regina said.
"We have somehow transported through time. Neat, isn't it," Allen said.
"How'd you figure this out?" Constance asked.
"Well, I've been looking for Jack for a while, and along the way I've seen and heard things. Conversations that I would assume aren't meant for others to hear. I found a library and I searched for an answer, any answer to why I was here and why this was happening, and I figured it out. We got here through time travel and somehow when we went into the ocean, something took us, and I think you know what it is."
"A mermaid?" Regina asked. Constance looked at her.
"Yes, that is what took you here," Allen replied. Regina thought back. Images flashed in her head of a girl, half human and half fish. She, or whatever it was, had a peach tail, black hair and blue eyes, and most unforgettably sharp teeth. Was this really what a mermaid was? After all the fairy tales she'd heard about them, she had hope that they would at least be better than what she'd seen.
"I'm surprised it didn't hurt you all. They usually find their victims, and then shred them to pieces," he said in an ominous voice.
"Okay then, we'll try to avoid them," Regina said with a laugh. He looked at her.
"Well, you'll need to not avoid it. We need to get to it so it can take us back," Allen said. He looked down at his feet, saddened and hopeless, scared that he'd never see Jack again. "We need to find him first."
"Okay, then. We can look for your friend and also the mermaid. Didn't they say that they captured it?" Constance said to Regina.
"Yes, they did." They exit the prison.

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They've been traveling for a while in the grimy, candle-lit hallway.
"Hey," Constance said. They look at her. "Last time we were in this hallway we were with the creatures and the captain. He took us here to talk and..."
"What is it," Allen asked.
"Well, when I was in that room I saw that there was a closed off section of the room. And then... I thought I saw something move in the darkness of that section." She looks back up from the ground. "I think that I saw something moving in there, a person, a creature." She remembered when she was in the room. A closed off section of the room that hid something that was hidden in the shadows. There was barely any light in that room, there was a lingering smell, and a harrowing feeling.
"Okay, then we should go," Allen said walking forward. Under his breath he said with hope filling his voice, "Jack could be there." He marched forward, unaware of where he was going.
"Allen! That's not the right direction," Constance said. "The direction is this way," she said pointing to the left.
"Oh, um... okay then," he said.
They continued going towards the left when they ran into the same hallway they were in before. That same candle-lit hallway that stenched of seawater and death. Allen walked towards the door, determined to see what was in there. Constance walked with her shoulders up and Regina walked cautiously, unaware of what would happen. Allen pulled on the handle. He gasps.
"It's locked," he said, while his hope is slowly slipping away from him.
"I think I may be able to do something about this," Constance said as she put her hand on the door.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to get us in," she said determined. She focused long and hard. Concentrated on somehow getting them through. She knew what she had to do, so she planned on doing just that. She then saw the same light she had seen in the prison cell on her hand. The bright blue light nearly lit up the whole area.
"What is that?" Allen asked as he looked at the light in her hand.
"I don't know, but I know what it is going to do." She knew that she couldn't just melt the handle to get them through, she had to do something else. She put her hand on the handle and started to turn it.
"How's that going to help," Allen asked. Regina hit him on the arm.
"Just watch," Regina said. The door started to open and Constance realized that her powers weren't melting things, but moving them. It was not some power that was easy to use, though, she had to think about it and put all of her strength into doing it. The door had opened.
"Oh my God," Allen said as he looked at Constance.