Avid POV
I know, I know. Running was not the most heroic thing ever. But we had two choices: run, or let those monsters kill us.
"What are those things?" Zoë asked me as we ran.
"Well, the big snake thing is a basilisk, the dogs are hellhounds, and the vampires are emposa," I puffed.
This is gonna be harder than we thought.
Then, this guy in a white Jeep pulls up.
"Get in the car!" the guys shouted.
"Why…would…we…trust…you?" puffed John. "We… don't…know…you."
"You just have to trust me. Would you like to drive away from those monsters, or run and possibly get killed? It's your choice," he coaxed.
"We should go with him," said Zoë, not breathing heavily or sweating. I know she is in shape, but now it was just unfair. Zoë is on the track team, and she plays hockey. Her longest run was five miles, and she had barley broken a sweat. And when she swims, you can barley see her go by. She loves being in water, because it is the one place she can relax. Maybe it soothes theADHD (don't judge my guesses!), but I have no idea.
Zoë, John and I have ADHD and Dyslexia. Why, we don't know. It is a pain in the butt because it was always so hard in school.
Anyway, Zoë said, "It's ok guys. I know him. Hey Uncle Brian!"
Uncle Brian had deep hazel eyes, and dark colored hair. It's the color that is right between brown and black, and you can't tell which color it really is. He had tan skin, like he goes to the beach a lot.
"Hello Zoë," Uncle Brian said. "Oh geez! Get in and I will take you to safety."
Zoë was already in the car when John and I decided that we could trust Uncle Brian. Plus, the monsters were gaining on us FAST.
Once we were all "safely" (he, he we probably will never be) inside the car, Uncle Brian went faster than any racecar has ever gone. We were going so fast, I was pinned to my seat.
After awhile, we got used to the speed to the car. I looked behind us.
"Um… Uncle Brian?" It felt weird calling this man my uncle. I lived with Zoë, but we weren't related.
"Yes, uh… What's your name?"
"My name is Avid."
"OK, Avid. What is on your mind?"
"Well, I would like to know why those monsters are still right behind us, even though we are going," I looked at the dashboard, "807 mph."
"Well, monsters are capable of going as fast as they wish, and they are obviously hunting us, so they are going the same speed as us so they don't loose us."
Now even I could have come up with something like that.
After a few minutes of driving in silence, we drove onto Long Island.
"Why are we here?" asked Zoë, as we sped down a deserted forest rode.
"You will find out in time," said Uncle Brian with a sad look on his face.
We then parked at the bottom of a large hill, with a farmhouse and a pine tree on top.
"Now, quickly, run up the hill and past the pine tree," he instructed. "Then the monsters cannot hurt you."
"OK, thanks so much Uncle Brian!" said Zoë as we started running up the hill.
"I hope I see you again!" he yelled back.
What does he mean 'hope'? Why wouldn't we-
Then everything went black.
