“Lana!” her mother cried, running to her side. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Lana stood frozen, her fists clenched and her eyes squeezed shut. After a moment she slowly opened one eye, and then the other. There was shattered glass all over the lobby reaching as far as the stairs. She looked down and saw the chandelier on the ground around her. She had slipped right through the hole in the center of it. “Yes, I’m fine,” she said shakily. “I’m terribly sorry. I don’t know how this could have happened,” Nester said. He looked from the chandelier to the chain dangling from the ceiling, twisting his mustache, his eyes squinted suspiciously. “I’ll have this inspected and cleaned up right away.” “The elevator’s not going to crash on our way up, …show more content…
Grimmet repeated.
“But . . . we did stop,” Lana replied hesitantly.
Her and Danny both looked toward the source of the sound and saw arms flailing in the deep end. Water was violently splashing and a faint voice could be heard.
“Grelp! Helg!” “Jared!” Lana screamed. Danny immediately took off swimming across the pool and Mr. and Mrs. Grimmet jumped out of the hot tub and ran as fast as they could across the cement floor. Jared slipped under the water when Danny was only halfway across the pool. His faint screams had turned into silent air bubbles. Mr. Grimmet jumped into the water just as Danny reached the spot where Jared had gone under. They both dove. Lana and her mother watched anxiously, quiet and scared. After a moment, which to them felt like minutes, the three boys emerged. Jared gasped and kicked wildly as his father and cousin dragged him out of the pool. “My poor baby! Are you all right? Say something!” Mrs. Grimmet said, nearly suffocating him as she hugged him. “Yes,” he said, coughing, “I’m okay.” “What were you doing in the deep end?” Mr. Grimmet asked, trying not to sound angry or upset. “I just . . . went a little too far, that’s all,” he told them. “I didn’t mean
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I felt it. It pulled me underwater and dragged me to the deep end.” “Enough joking around. It’s okay if you’re embarrassed but—”
“I’m not embarrassed and I’m not joking,” he said, stomping his foot on the ground. A small puddle splashed Lana’s legs with cold water. “You know how afraid I am of drowning. I’d never go anywhere near the deep end.”
She stared hard at her brother and could tell he was being sincere. But could there really be some sort of monster in the pool? Of course not, that would be absurd. It must have been his imagination.
“I wouldn’t worry about it,” Lana told him, kicking the water. “It was probably just a jet or maybe the current from me and Danny splashing that pushed you into the deep end. The water’s as clear as crystal. Wouldn’t we be able to see a monster in the water? I don’t see anything.”
“I guess so . . .” Jared said uncertainly, searching the water with his eyes.
“Now grab your shoes and let’s go. Mom and Dad are probably waiting for us.”
Lana walked over and opened the door. As Jared passed through she noticed some faint discoloration on his ankle. It looked like a bruise. There were four long bruises wrapping around his leg one way and one wrapping around the other. They almost looked like . . .
“ Yes Jonas, to truly reach Elsewhere, you must embrace what took the rest there” she gulped.
" What do you mean she will be fine?! Did you not see her " I hear Akira yell.
"I'm heading out to make an arrest." He replied, his tone carried a slight hint of Incertitude as to the motive of this inquiry.
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"Me too." She replied, tears still running down her face. For a few seconds they just stood there, accross the room from one another, staring at each other through the sparks and small fires. Then she started walking toward him, saying, "Oh what the hell, we're gonna die anyway."
Jake screamed and ran out, crashing into the witch and sending her head first into a pod full of purple goo.
deterred from her morbid course. She swims back to her cave with the man still
Lisa sliced through the laces and tried to ease the shoe off of his foot. She stopped when he flinched. “I’m going to have to cut it off. The shoe, not the foot.” No one laughed, and they all watched intently as she worked. When the foot was exposed and relatively clean, she stood up. “What happened?”
They finally pulled in and Channing yelled “guys they’re finally here.” Avery jumped up and ran outside to give Sarah a big hug. Once everyone got to say hi and talk they all went to the pool and started having a lot of
The scream was glass shattering and had left a ringing in their ears. After meeting in the room, Ria’s absence was noted almost immediately. Deductive reasoning led them all to believe that the scream had belonged to her. A search steered them to the pool. From far away, they only noticed the serene water gently rocking with the wind, but a closer look showed a silhouette of a petite girl floating in the corner.
She looked upon the man, horrified. Under more congenial circumstances she might be admiring his rugged looks or imposing demeanor. As it was however, her normally graceful and ageless face was left perturbed, unable to shake the worry that now infected her own visage. "I'm sure everything is fine, Fort Mana's walls have never been breached before." she intoned, though her hollow tone showed how little confidence she had in the stock answer.
As the tsunami hit the hotel where they were staying at, everything disappeared. Maria was underwater for about 3 minutes and after she surfaced and clung on a tree she noticed that Lucas was going away with the currency of the water. Maria reached her son and started walking to a safe place but she was seriously injured; it was hard for her to move and she barely had strength enough to get to the closest tree. Maria and Lucas found a little boy called Daniel and they took him with them. A few hours later they saw a man and who helped them taking Maria to a hospital. Meanwhile Henry was with the two little ones searching for Lucas and Maria, but he noticed that he had to leave the boys so he could move and search f...
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We both hurried through the stairwell, the water right on our heels, and we reached the top. I observed the trapdoor confusingly. It was open when I came back to get Mariah..? I tried to open it, but it wouldn’t budge. I started hammering on it, screaming for anyone to help. I ordered Mariah to watch and see if anyone came. I grabbed an office chair and hurried back, and hurdled it at the door. No luck. I did that 4 more times before the lock broke with a faint click. I pushed open the door as hard as I could, making it fling all the way back. I helped Mariah up the ladder and followed under her, making sure that she didn’t wander off again. Both Mariah and I looked up and saw the bright blue sky, despite all the chaos below. There was the helicopter in the distance, already taken off. I grab a rock at my feet and throw it as far as possible in the helicopter’s direction. I barely see one of my rocks hit the windshield, cracking it slightly. The helicopter turned around and descended down to the helipad once more, and my mom didn’t hesitate to leap out of the helicopter and hug
"I'll start my search there. We won't lose hope that she may still be alive, but don't lose your sense of reality either." His voice had a coldness to it and his face looked like someone whose life was taken out of him.