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Thursday, June 30, 2016

Caution : Falling Objects

My Little Dipper coaster ascended higher and higher into the sky. It looked as if I was going to be sucked up into space, but the coaster eventually stopped. It rested on a plateau for a moment. Then it moved forward, ripping a hole into the night sky. On the other side was a cloudy day. I saw a team of Blue Angels fire a missile at a plane. They sped off seconds after striking. The attacked plane took a deadly nose dive. Fortunately, before it could hit the ocean below , the pilot was smart enough to hit the ejector seat. I witnessed the seat being propelled into the sky. I honestly thought that maybe the clouds had absorbed it. I didn't see anything come down for a long. As soon as I let my card down I heard a whistling noise followed by something red falling fast from the sky. I leaned over the edge of my Dipper Coaster. When the red flash came my way I grabbed hold of it. It wasn't easy. In fact it almost pulled me down, but I was able to hold my ground. That's when I saw it was Todd wearing my hood and cape. "Todd?" "Hey. Could you pull me in?" He said with a worried look. " Sure." "No. Now!" He shouts. I pulled him in as quickly as I could. I thought he was just being impatient. It should have dawned on me that something else was also falling from the sky. The ejector  seat fell  just seconds later, hitting the edge of my coaster in the process. Todd watched the seat smack the ocean, and he sat down in my coaster. "This is handy." He said, remaking about odd ride I happened to find myself in. "Yeah, it is. Now if only I can find a way down."

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Rescue

As Olivia stepped out into the ocean, a ripple appeared in her vision. She knew she was stepping off the holographic island. She knew she could be spotted by the wrong people now, but she didn't care. She knew exactly what she had to do. She swam to the sight of the wreckage. There were bits of flaming debris here and there. Olivia got as close to the window as she could. The window was cracked and the pilot was nowhere in sight.  She went underwater, but she couldn't find anything. She thought it might be possible that he might fallen even further underwater. Olivia took a deep breath, but before she could go under water again a strange noise caught her attention. She looked up to something falling fast. Olivia swam as quickly as she could away from the hurling object. The object turned out to be Todd's seat. It landed directly on the plane and created a massive splash that pushed Olivia back to the holographic island.

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Keep Watching the Skies

Olivia stared at the bright sky until water poured down her face. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to looking out for. Not wanting to burn her retinas, she turned away. Olivia was shocked to find that Madam, or the Purple Haired Woman was gone. The scarecrow was nowhere to be seen. Olivia wanted to search for her, but a second later she heard a loud crash. She turned in horror to find a sinking jet. Olivia was unsure if this is what the Purple Haired Woman wanted her to see. She wasn't about to stand around and find out though.

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Starry Ride

I fell and I fell into infinite darkness. I'm not sure how much time had passed. Maybe days or months. I suppose anything is possible. It felt like I would fall forever and never stop. To my surprise and delight, I eventually hit a cold, linoleum floor. I still had no indication where I was though. I could not see an inch in front of me. Then, as if on cue, a thousand, tiny stars lit up the sky. Evidently I was outside somewhere. I stretched my index finger out to the sky to see if I could find the north star. A light, purple line appeared in the sky. I didn't think anything of it at first. I thought if anything it was a shooting star. However, the more I pointed to the sky, the more I noticed these purple lines. I quickly realized that I was drawing these lines with my finger. I played connect the dots and made visible constellations. Unfortunately, the only ones I really remembered were O'Ryan, The Big Dipper, and The Little Dipper, but as it turns out that's all I really needed. I did the The Little Dipper last. When I finished that one, it gracefully descended as if on an invisible track. I got up close to it. To my amazement the Little Dipper was three dimensional, and the cup was deep. It was at least 5 feet. I decided then and there that this was a ride I must take. I hopped into the Little Dipper. I heard a loud clang as I hit the bottom. Seconds later I felt myself lifted into the sky on what felt like a majestic roller coaster.

Thursday, June 23, 2016

The Tracker

What Todd thought to be his saving grace proved to be his downfall. The auto pilot that he placed his faith in also happened to be an anti theft tracking device. He unknowingly alerted every military plane in the area of his presence. A loud, ear splitting boom could be heard, and within minuets five blue angels were tailing Todd. "We have you surrounded. Don't try and fight us. Reduce your speed." One of the pilots says over a speaker. Todd panics. He doesn't want to fight. He knows he would never win, yet he does not know what to do either. He foolishly presses a button. His plane starts to roll into one of the blue angels. The other pilots take that as a sign of aggression. "Alright! Take him out." "No." Todd shouts. One of the pilots shoots a missile into Todd's wing. The auto pilot shuts off. It take a nose dive. Todd tries to pull up on the controls, but it is as if they are glued down. They don't budge an inch. Todd panics. He sees the ocean rapidly approaching. He does the only thing he can think of. He presses every button in sight. Nothing happens at first, but then suddenly a tremendous blast pushes Todd's seat off the floor. He is shoot through the glass and into the blue sky.

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Todd's Flight

Todd was ridding on, or should  I say flying on pure adrenaline. Somehow he was able to steal one of the jets from the hanger. Having flown the Wellness Center previously, he foolishly thought this would be similar. There were so many buttons in the cockpit. He didn't know what to do, and the controls were strange to him. They looked like something out of a sci fi movie. Todd dropped in altitude and did a nose drive. He pulled back on the steering wheel with all his might. He was able to avoid crashing into the Earth, but the jet shook like crazy. Desperate, Todd began pressing every button in sight. He pressed a blue button, and then a red button. Finally he threw a bright yellow switch. The jet stopped shaking promptly. The steering wheel rocked back and forth gently as if a phantom was behind the wheel.  Todd breathed a sigh of relief. He did it. He somehow found the auto pilot.

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Be Watchful

"Was that your boat?" Olivia asks the Purple Haired Woman. She does not respond to Olivia's questions. "Was that your boat?" The Purple Haired Woman only smiles. "It was. Wasn't it?" "Does anyone really own anything?" The Purple Haired Woman replies. Olivia grits her teeth. "What about the journal? Was that yours?" "A journal?" "Fine. Diary. Whatever you want to call it." Olivia says. "I may have written a few words in it. You didn't read it, did you?" "I tried, but the ink ran and it turned into crows." The Purple Haired Woman's mouth opens wide. "So you did read it?" "No. I told you, it turned into crows." Olivia assures. "That's the same thing." "I didn't mean to read it." The Purple Haired woman tries to stare Olivia down, but a smile comes across her face. "I'm just kidding. The book was for you." Olivia shakes her head. "So, what now?" "Set up here?" "Huh?" "The Wellness Center. Build it here." "Why here?" Olivia asks. "Because we're hidden. We're safe." Olivia sighs. "Ok. Well, I should find everyone else then." "No. All you have to do right now is watch the skies."

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Helpful Creatures

Freddy and Norm exited the temple, blissfully unaware of the demon in my head.  Freddy stopped abruptly outside on the wooden steps. "What are you doing?" Norm asks. Freddy doesn't respond. "Come on, we got work to do." Freddy shakes his head and points to the ground. Norm places his ear to the ground. A half second later he jumps off the ground. "Shit. This isn't good. It sounds like they're back." Norm paces back and forth. "What are we gonna do? We can't go down there. Not with them there." Freddy points to the temple. "Yeah, you're right. We'll start with the inside of the temple."

The alien screams continually in my head causing me tremendous pain. I feel a slight sense of relief when I see Freddy and Norm enter again. Unfortunately they do not see me. Freddy and Norm began ripping the floor boards off. I thought it was strange, but the destruction seemed to distract the alien. For whatever reason destroying the place seemed to make the alien stop screaming. I was now free, or so I thought. With the floorboards being pried off I had nothing to stand on. I then fell into the blackest night.

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Invisible Boy

I entered the portal. The double helix swirled around me. Slow at first, then fast. It gradually picked up speed to the point where all I could see was a purple blur. After that I  felt myself being pulled backwards through my chest and smack a brick an invisible wall. "So, ah do we destroy it now?" A familiar voice calls out from across the room. "No, I told ya, we have to wait till he comes back." I squint my eyes to Norm conversing with Freddy. "Does it look like he's back?" Norm continues. "Na, it doesn't." Freddy replies. "That's because he isn't yet."  "I'm here." I shout as loud as I can. "It could be awhile. Let's wait outside." Norm says. "I'm here." I shout again, waiving my hands above my head, but it was no use. They had no idea I was there. I was invisible to them.  I watched them leave with a mixture of irritation and melancholy. I realized, however I could still perhaps grab their attention even if they couldn't see me. I started to leave, but all the sudden I fell to my knees. Shaking it off as nothing as  I tried to walk forward again only to fall to my knees once more.This time I had a sharp shooting pain coming from behind my temple. It was proceeded by a high pitched, loud demonic voice that said "I WAS A PET IN ROSEWELL!" I had no idea what it meant, and it kept saying it over and over. I wanted to escape, but it was in my mind. I had no where to go,and no where to hide.

Monday, June 13, 2016

Holographic Island

Olivia looked over her shoulder for a projector or any object that could throw the Purple Haired Woman's face onto the scarecrow. "You won't find it." The Purple Haired Woman says casually. Olivia turns, stunned. "Did you talk?" She asks. "I did, and you won't find it." "Find what?" "The projector. That is what you are looking for, isn't it?You can give up. There isn't one." She says. "I should have figured. I'd ask how you throw your face on there, but it seems like it would be a silly question." The Purple Haired Woman nods her projected face. "It would be. I see you're alone. Where's your partner?" Olivia shrugs. "I don't know. Probably finding aliens." The Purple Haired Woman smiles a knowing smile. "So, where am I anyways?" Olivia asks. "It's a holographic island." "What?" "It's a holographic island." She repeats. "I heard you. I just don't understand." "Oh, well why didn't you say that?" Olivia sighs. "Could you please explain?" "You ever hear of Bermuda triangle?" The Purple Haired Woman asks. "Yeah, it's an area near Bermuda where countless planes and boats have mysteriously disappeared." "But they didn't disappear." The Purple Haired Woman clarifies. "Go on." Olivia urges. "The boats and planes find themselves in that area, but they have no idea how to get out." "So, they're lost?" Olivia questions. "Sort of. I want you to do me a favor. Turn around." Olivia does as she is told. To her surprise she sees a few men standing on the rocks. Olivia can see them clearly, therefor she knows they must be able to see her. Olivia gasps. "Don't worry. This is a holographic island. They can't see us. They aren't even as close as they appear." "That's good news I guess, but still they can come here. Can't they." "They can, but they won't." "How do you know?" Olivia asks. "I just do. And trust me. Right now, this is the best place for you to be."

Sunday, June 12, 2016

Jones' Torture

Sgt. Rodgers stands on the rocks and cheers at the grisly sight with a few of her soldiers. Some laugh and comment how they wish they brought popcorn. They remain standing, watching the flaming wreckage until a soldier whispers in Sgt Rodgers' ear. She bends down and pulls out a large buck knife out of her boot. She marches toward Jones, knife held high in the air with a devilish grin on her face. Jones struggles to escape , but it is no use. He is too weak and the ropes are too tight. "What are you doing?" He shouts in panic. Sgt. Rodgers doesn't respond. She continues to walk toward him. "Don't kill me." He pleads. "I won't." She says, now less than a foot in front of him. "You won't?" Sgt. Rodgers forcefully grabs his pinky finger. "What are you doing?" He asks again. Sgt. Rodgers slides the blade along the side of his finger. "You don't need this." She replies. "Yes I do!" She makes a cut at the base of his finger. It isn't deep, but it causes him to wince none the less. "I know stuff. I know things." He says, nervously. "What could you possibly know?" "You left him." "What?" "Or at least I assume you did. He's not here. You know who I'm talking about? He was with the girl that you just blew up." Sgt. Rodgers' eyes open wide. In her dogged pursuit of destroying Olivia she seemingly forgot me. "I'm right? Aren't I?" Jones asks. Anger washes  over Sgt. Rogers' brief shocked and surprised expression. Her eyes become cold and mean. She jabs the knife deep into Jones' thigh. Jones lets out a scream. Sgt. Rodgers turns to her men. "Patrick! Tend to this man's wounds. As for everyone else... we're going back to the tree houses."

Thursday, June 9, 2016

Purple Light

Like a moth to a flame I was drawn to the temple door. I walked up the long steps to the majestic entrance. I felt the door with the palm of my hand and it popped open slightly as if someone knew I was coming and wanted to greet me. I waited, but the door never opened more than a crack. "It's ok, go in." Norm urged. "You sure it's ok?" I ask. "Yeah, Freddy and I will be right behind you." I entered the temple with Freddy and Norm. The inside was dark except for a bright, purple light that partially illuminated the far corner. I traced my eyes to the source of the light.  It looked like an 8 foot tall  double helix model. "What is that thing?" "It's a portal of some sort." Norm responds. "A portal? Where'd it come from?" "I don't know." "How'd it get here?" "I don't know." "Where does it go?" "I don't know!" Norm shouts. I take a deep breath. "What do you know about it?" "That you are the last person who will use it." "What do you mean I'm the last person who will use it?" "Because I'm gonna destroy it after you leave."  He says as a matter of fact. "First of all, why do you want me to go in a mysterious portal and- " "Because Madam wants you to." "Who the hell is Madam?" Norm shakes his head. "Not important right now." "What do you mean it's not important? I could be killed doing that." "Probably won't happen." Norm says, brushing it off. There is a pause. "Aren't you at least curious what's on the other side?" He asks. "Of course I am, but this whole thing is ridiculous. I should be back by Olivia." "I keep telling ya, she's fine. Besides Madam really wants you to go through the portal." "Why does she?" "I don't know. Probably figures it's something you need to see." "Why does she want this torn down?" Norm shrugs. "I guess she doesn't want it falling into the wrong hands. Seeing as how there are army guys with guns all over the island it isn't a far - fetched thought." I sigh and stare into the bright, purple, double helix portal. "So, you wanna do it?" He asks. "Yeah, I'll do it."

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

A Little Luck

Todd and O'Neil watched the boat explosion with different reactions. Todd was quiet and beside himself while O'Neil was aglow. O'Neil turned to Todd with a cruel grin. He held out the shiny, silver gun. "You know what that means?" "No. She could still be alive." Todd pleads. O'Neil shakes his head. "Not a chance." O'Neil aims the gun at Todd's face. "She's gone just like you. Now say your prayers." Todd nervously leans his head back. A second later he hears a loud crack. His chair leg snapped in half, causing him to fall backwards. Todd kicked O'Neil in the stomach as he was going down, making O'Neil accidentally shoot the lights out. Todd struggled in the dark to set himself free. He could hear O'Neil getting to his feet, and knew he didn't have much time. He freed one arm and grabbed the broken chair leg. He then waited in silence, listening carefully to O'Neil's footsteps. When he felt O'Neil was close enough, he swung as hard as he could. Whack! He hit O'Neil in the back of the knees, causing him to topple over. Todd wasted no more time. He wormed out of the chair. After that he snagged my cape that had bound him. He exited the room down the long and winding hallway, running as fast as he could.

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

New Land

The blast from the explosion pushed Olivia further down. She was able to fight her way to the surface, but violent waves threw her back. It was a struggle to stay afloat. Fortunately, the sea gave up tossing her around. She was then washed up on a beach. This was not, however, the island that she came to know and loathe. It was a different land. Much smaller. She could easily see from one end to the other of this island. Olivia sat up straight. She was still somehow clutching the diary in her right hand.  Curious as ever to find out who the book belonged to she threw it open, but it was impossible to read. The ink was running off the pages. Frustrated, Olivia tossed the book to the side. Even though  the book was closed the ink continued to run. It dripped out of pages and formed a black river that curved and turned into a black pool that collected at Olivia's feet. Olivia looked down into the thick, ink puddle to see two white, beady eyes. The head of a crow then emerged from the ink puddle followed by the rest of its body. Olivia tried to make the best of this bizarre situation. "Hello, little crow." She said to her new friend, but then another came out of the ink puddle. "Oh, there's another- "  Another crow came out of the ink puddle before she could finish her sentence, followed by more and more crows. Eventually the ink puddle was completely gone and she had a murder of crows before her. "My, my." The crows squawked and shrieked. It was a horrible sound. Olivia didn't like it one bit. She covered her ears, but they somehow squawked louder. Olivia got up to walk away. The crows encircled her. She shielded her face and attempted to bat them away, but they were too fast. They each grabbed a bit of her clothing with their beaks. Olivia kicked and screamed as they carried her off. The crows flew her  a mile away to the other side of the island. They placed her carefully on the sand. Olivia couldn't see where she was at fist because all the crows were obstructing her vision. When the crows finally settled, Olivia could see that she was standing face to face with the scarecrow know as Madam. But the strangest thing was that it had the Purple Haired Woman's face.

Monday, June 6, 2016

Hidden Temple

I was on the bridge, high above the Earth when I heard the bomb go off. The vibrations from the explosion caused the bridge to sway. Freddy and and Norm were able to keep their footing, but I lost my balance. I toppled over, landing flat on my face. Thankfully, Freddy and Norm helped me back up. "What was that?!" I shouted. "Sounded like an explosive of some sort." Norm replies. "You think she's ok?" I ask. "Yeah, I'm sure." Norm says casually. "I'm going back." "No you're not." "Yes, I am." Norm sighs and gives Freddy a look. The two of them get on either sides of me. They then drag me to the end of the bridge. "I'm going back!" I insist. "You can, but you won't get your wallet." Norm says. "You think my wallet is more important?" "Depends. What did you have in there?" Norm asks. "Nothing that's not replaceable." Norm shrugs. "You can go, but your wallet is only a few feet away." "Really?" I ask, doubtfully. "Really." I reluctantly follow them. We climb up three feet of branches to a semi raised plateau on thick branch. We walk a shot distance down the plateau. There I see my wallet at the bottom of a set of wooden stairs that lead to a small temple. The temple has a raised roof and three Griffins made out of stone that appear to be guarding it. Two Griffins are at the top of the stairs on either side of a huge oak door, and one sits on the roof. I grab my wallet and place it in my pocket. I whistle at the sight before me. I knew then that it would be almost foolish not to venture inside.

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Unlikely Warning

Olivia stayed behind in the fishing boat. Curiosity outweighed anything else. She wanted to know who this mysterious person was. On the hammock she found an old, leather bound book. The pages yellowed with time. Olivia cracked open the book. A few of the pages disintegrated, but the rest remained intact. It appeared to be written with a quill pen by someone with bad handwriting. Olivia squinted her eyes to read the chicken scratches, but the crackling of the antique radio disturbed her concentration. "Hello, old friend." It was Sgt. Rogers' voice. "I came to give you fair warning. All eyes are on you. In fact we even have eyes in the sky." At that moment Olivia could hear the blades of the helicopter directly overhead. "If I were you I'd get out right now." Olivia clasps the book shut. "You can choose not to believe me,but I wouldn't." Sgt. Rodgers continues. Olivia clutches the book in her right hand and heads for the exit. She holds her breath, diving deep underwater so as not to be seen by the helicopter.She swims so far underwater that she almost touches the floor. High above ground in the helicopter, the pilot, Eagle Eyes awaits his orders. "Eagle Eyes, I want you to strike now!" Sgt. Rodgers commanded over his radio. The pilot pressed a big, red button. Half a second later a bomb fell out of the helicopter. It landed square on the fishing boat causing a gigantic orange explosion that hurled flaming debris across the sea.

Friday, June 3, 2016

Planning Her Demise

Jones was tied to a tree and his mouth was taped shut. He saw Sgt. Rodgers and a few of her soldiers on the rocks looking out to sea. He had no idea what they were up to, but he knew it was no good. He tried to yell for help, but the only one who heard his muffled screams was Sgt. Rodgers.  She turned and marched to him. With a sinister smile, she yanked the tape off his mouth. "I suppose you're wondering what we were talking about." She says. "You know I am." Sgt. Rodgers nods. "You see, we were wondering if she would see us." "And the verdict is?" "Well, we used high powered binoculars, and we could still barely make out any detail of the boat. It appears she is much further than we realized." "She is." Jones replies. "That's good because it means she can't see us. However, it would still be difficult to sneak up on her. She would probably hear us as soon as we got anywhere remotely close. I guess I could cut back on my manpower for this particular mission." "Or you could not try to kill her." Jones blurts. Sgt. Rodgers chuckles. "Why are you doing this?" He asks. Sgt. Rodgers firmly places the tape back on his mouth. "There is one more option." She says out loud. Sgt. Rodgers clicks on her walkie talkie and holds it up to her mouth. "Eagle Eyes, when I say so I want you to drop the bomb."

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Saving the Goat

Saving the mysterious goat was no light task. It was painfully exhausting for Jones. Thankfully, the waters were kinder to Jones on the way back to the shore. Jones let the goat swim by itself once they were only feet away from the rocks. The goat paddled to the shore as if nothing had happened. Jones collapsed as soon as he got to the rocks. He had done a good thing and now he knew he could rest. "Nicely done, private." Jones craned his neck to see Sgt. Rodgers standing over him. "You led us right to her." Sgt. Rodgers continues. Jones, in shock, searches for words. "Don't worry. For this I will let you live. But you haven't earned my trust yet. Take him away." Two nearby soldiers lift Jones off the rocks and carry him away.

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Persuade Me

"Are you kidding me? I'm not climbing a tree." I shout in frustration to Norm. "But it's a way out." "No, it isn't. It's a way up." "Yes a way up, and a way out." He replies. I shake my head and start to walk away. "No, don't go." "I have to. Olivia is over there." "I know, but she'll be fine." He says as a matter of fact. "An army is after her." I remind. "Yes, and she will be fine. You need to leave." "I'm not going up the tree." "Then you leave me no choice." Norm scurries behind me. He quickly takes my wallet. Before I can even attempt to snag it back he throws it with all his might so that it lands near the top of the tallest tree house. "Now you have to climb." He says with a grin. I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I pushed him down. I know it doesn't solve anything, and PETA will probably be on me about it, but it sure as hell felt good. Besides he was fine.