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Chapter 3 - RevelationsMatthew ended his phone call. His mind was still processing what he'd revealed. In less than an hour, he knew where the criminal was. It was a personal best. As Matthew admired his brilliant brain, something crashed through the window. As it slammed into his head, he fell to the floor and a cold shiver ran down his spine.
William approached the ledge. Bending down, he ran his finger over the dusty marble. As he did so, it glowed vibrantly. He looked down, crowds of students and staff surrounded him. Someone coughed. William span around. A misty figure ducked behind the chimney.
Matthew awoke and looked around for the thing that had so
MissingIt was dark and to be truthful, I had no idea where I was or what I was going to do. Through the gap in the trees I could see the full moon shining bright and the leaves fell in the darkness.
As I stood in the seemingly desolate forest, I knew I was in trouble. There I sat, alone in a dark forest with but the trees as a shelter. I tucked my knees into my chest and closed my eyes, reassuring myself that everything would be okay. I remembered the last time I saw a full moon...
"Freddy, look!" John shouted from across the street.
I looked up to where he pointed. The full moon glistened above us. "It's stunning..." I called as I jogged over to
I hid, but no one sought.Shifting my weight onto the other foot, I move closer to the bush. This was an amazing hiding place, they'd never find me. I thought as I glanced at my watch. I'd been hiding for just over twenty minutes now and my legs were beginning to ache from crouching down so much.
Cautiously, I got to my feet and stretched out my legs. I looked around, it was deadly silent and the forest in which I hid seemed to be completely deserted.
"Sarah? Joe?" I called softly, thinking my friends may be close by. "Ben?"
Leaves rustled some where close. "Guys...?" I called.
Again, no answers.
"It's not funny now, enough's enough..
Not Just Change"Just the one pack, thanks." Carter Raven dropped a pack of mints onto the counter.
"90 pence, mate." the cashier dropped the mints into the bag.
"Sure," Carter dipped a hand into his pocket and handed over a pound coin. "Here you are."
"10 pence change." the cashier dropped the change and a receipt into the bag and handed it to Carter. "Have a good day."
"I will, thanks." Pushing open the door, Carter stepped out into the street.
He opened up the paper bag, tucked the money into his pocket and fumbled around for his mints. Something cold touched his hands. Cautiously, Carter drew it from the bag. In his hand lay a translucent stone. Su
ClaustrophobiaMy heart no longer holds a steady beat,
I tuck my head into my knees,
How I wish I was back on the open street.
The walls are closing in,
My chest is tightening,
The world begins to spin.
This is far too frightening.
The walls stare,
No longer any air.
I need to act,
JoyceHaving kicked the man in the balls and relieved him of his belongings, Joyce wasn't quite sure what to do next. She could run, but he might come after her the next minute. If she tied him up here, in the middle of nowhere, he might be eaten by wolves; or starve to death. Besides, she didn't have any rope. She could kill him... perhaps. The thought left a bitter taste in her mouth.
'What am I to do with you?' she sighed.
'Well,' he groaned while giving her a look that sent shivers down her spine, 'You can run, but that won't help you, cause I will find you! So you just wait another few minutes until I get back up again - and I mean úp- and t
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