Just a touch of magic

Just a touch of magic

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"What is this place?" I ask snapping the latch behind me carefully before crouching down to look at the mystifying chunks of black, glowing rocks around us. "I - I don't know..." Becca whispered hastily, sounding just as scared and puzzled as I felt. Slowly I crouched down onto my knees. Whatever these small rocks were made of, they weren't meant for comfort. They pierced small holes of pain into my shins and by the looks of how jaggered and splintered the edges were, they looked as sharp as the tip on a razor blade. If I pressed anymore weight onto the stones, they'd probably cut me. Glancing up I looked around. Black. Black everywhere. No light except the occasional glint from a stone on the ground. This was impossible as there wasn't a sun, neither was there any sky, at least Not that I could see.... I stood up slowly and reached out to clutch my mothers fabric from my pocket. "I don't know where we are Bec." I say rubbing the silk between my thumb and finger. "But it's definitely not the orphanage...." "Definitely not home."
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The wooden floorboards creak underneath my footsteps as I walk down the abandoned hallway, my flashlight swinging back and forth in front of me. The cold air from the hallway seeps through my already wet cold clothes, making me shiver. I'm almost at the end of the hallway when I see a door on my left. I stop and stand in front of it. I place my hand on the doorknob and twist it open. I let my eyes adjust to the darkness, finally I see what's in the room. A scream of terror erupts from my throat. My body freezes itself as I stare at the hanged corpse of one of my friends.--------------------Think about this: What do you think will happen when 100 passengers crash land on an abandoned island and only 8 survive. And what they don't know is that the island has its own secrets....secrets that can kill.

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