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S1E04A: A Stormy Sea

Miles went.

Me and Hamish were sweating so much through our shirts that we had to take off our school robes and wear it around our waists.

We looked to the right constantly but couldn't see the thing that the flute lady described.

Coming across a patch of tangled vines, Hamish attempted to burn them out of our way.

"Incendio," he chanted with his wand out and ready. Nothing happened.

"Why doesn't our own magic work here?" he asked, mostly rhetorical.

We took our time maneuvering our way through the patch of vines.

"Hey look, a campsite, maybe that's what the lady was talking about?"

We were now in a swampy marsh filled with mosquitoes constantly flying in our face and the humidity drying out of our mouths - even our own saliva.

"I feel like we're in minecraft, we've walked around for hours but now we've found a village, Hamish."

Minecraft was something me and Hamish played rarely; only when we were at Roman's house in the summer.

He owned every video game and had his own computer and Xbox hooked up in his bedroom.

Sometimes Roman chooses video games over friends, which is why were weren't hanging out with him much anymore.

Hamish and me hid behind a tree as we watched floating glass balls transform into animals, insects, and humans from the campsite.

Like live action figures being molded into existence.

We both gasped in hushed voices, trying not to be seen.

"Let's have a look," Hamish nudged me on the shoulder.

"Are you sure this is the place the lady gave us directions to?" I wasn't sure and I am almost always attentive while Hamish can get distracted easily.

"Yes, come on!" He grabbed me by the hand and we sprinted through the tall grass.

The campsite was a solid square building, made out of steel, I'm guessing - very, very, odd looking.

"Almost the-" Hamish didn't have the time to finish his sentence for now he was screaming and we were both falling down a pipe.

The echo in here was louder than I ever thought an echo could get and the walls around me were extremely old and rusty.

"Oh, not another slide!" I heard Hamish's voice bounce off the wall.

Then, I heard a clank.

BANG!

I bonked my head as I flew over a bump in the pipe.

Down, down we went.

This was by far the strangest adventure I've ever done in my life.

Now there was water coming down the pipe at a high speed like a rampaging waterfall.

"Hamish, watch out - there's water coming!"

I tried poking my head out of the water every now and then but it was a tiring effort.

When will we be out of this, I thought.

Instantaneously, the whole pipe filled up with water and I had to swim my way out of holding my breath.

I wasn't even good at holding my breath and the best I could hold it was 40 seconds. That was really all the time we needed because we finally reached the exit.

Hamish screamed and fell from the exit.

There must be a drop.

I closed my eyes as the zero gravity feeling hit me straight on. This time we fell into an ocean with waves of the size that could knock over pirate ships. "Hamish, grab hold of me so we don't get lost or separated!" I yelled, he could barely hear me over the rain and the sound of thunder. I launched my hand forward but a huge wave knocked us both straight underwater. I swam to the surface and kept swimming with all my energy to Hamish.

BAM! CRASH!

Another wave slammed me back underwater once again and I saw a flash of light from the surface.

"Humans… humans… humans have come…!"

A voice spoke in my head, it sounded hungry, tired, old and rasp.

"I've waiting long for this moment, so long have I been alone," the voice spoke again but echoed a laugh that sounded more like a creature of some sort.

I rose to the surface breathing hard, there was no time to think about the mysterious voice.

I have to think about survival.

Hamish swam to me this time but was pulled underwater quickly.

"Hamish!" I tore down after him panicking.

A man with rotten green and yellow teeth was dragging Hamish under and was going down deeper than I could catch up. We were getting deep enough where the water pressure started hurting my ears and caused them to ring.

Just then, the water level fell (rather fast) and my head was starting to poke out to the surface. Something was draining the water.

Hamish was struggling from the pirate looking man to get out of his hold.

"Hamish the water is draining!"

But then we both realized that it wasn't the water but us who were getting bigger (Did I read about something like this happening in a fairytale?).

The man who was holding on to Hamish now sat in the palm of Hamish's hand.

I looked at Hamish looking horrified and he shared the same expression as me.

"Ouch!" Hamish winced in pain when the lego sized pirate bit into his hand.

Hamish shook his hand and the pirate fell off and into the sea.

"Hey, Jacob, Hamish - one of you tell us what the hell is happening!" A chipmunk voice came from below where tiny figures were climbing up my leg.

"Red! Spike!"Hamish yelled and grabbed both of them with two fingers.

Spike was screaming but it was too high pitched to understand a word and Red was eating a corn dog.

I laughed, now we were the bigger ones.

"Throw them back in the sea Hamish, stick them in your butt, put them in the armpit or even worse stick 'em up your nose!" I laughed my head off as these nasty ideas to do with the tiny ant versions of Red and Spike came to my head. Hamish smirked and took Spike in one hand (Spike was more of Hamish's enemy) and held him high in the air, for Spike this was really scary.

"No, no, no, no, no - I take back all the things I said about you guys , just take me out of this crazy dream!" Spike's eyes were watering and he was on the verge of tears.

You would have to have no soul to not feel sorry for him so Hamish put Spike back nicely in his palm.

"Hey Spike, what about all those nasty thing you said to me? I'm your friend!" Red just finished his corn dog.

Spike was about to answer him when a cannon fired itself off in the distance.

Everyone put their fingers to their ears except for Hamish who couldn't but I bet his ears hurt pretty badly.

The fog cleared off and we could all see ships in the horizon coming our way, there must have been thousands.

"Do you think they're fighting with one another?" Hamish asked, dumbstruck by the view. It was pretty spectacular!

By the second cannon fire, we could start to see more and more and more, probably billions of ships now coming into view.

I looked at Hamish for what we should do, I was lost.

"Well what are you waiting for you dumbass - run! They're shooting cannons at us!" Spike screamed.

My knees buckled tight and locked, almost making me lose my balance but Hamish just looked at them petrified.

"RRUUNNN!" Spike screamed again, when we saw the first wave of cannons flying in the air and aiming right at us. So I did, telling Hamish to do the same. But it was hard to move through the water when it came up to your knees, especially since we are in the middle of an ocean.

As the cannons came closer they shrank in size, to me and Hamish it was the size of a golf ball but to Spike and Red; well I couldn't say the same.

I heard a crack and Hamish grunted meaning it must have hit him.

I looked back to see if he was okay but when I turned, the golf ball (or rather cannon) had exploded into tiny black bits of dust.

"Giant mosquitoes!" Red wailed.

What happened was the cannon ball exploded and out came a giant herd of thousands of mosquitoes buzzing loudly over the storm.

The dust really wasn't dust.

I could hear my heart pounding and I'm sure Hamish's heart was as well.

I ran too fast and tripped in the water (my upper body moved faster than my legs).

The water was as cold as ice so it gave me the shock and jolt to keep moving.

Hamish also kicked me in the back just in case.

It was like sounds of fireworks, I know my dog Chester back home would hate the sounds if he were here.

"Keep running Jacob," Hamish reassured me putting Red and Spike in his jean pockets.

Hamish looked back at me but it was too stormy and windy to see one another clearly.

"COME ON! We have to get out of here!"

"But we're in the middle of the ocean," I yelled, "Where are we going?"

The mosquitoes and now wasps were getting closer and closer, the buzzing was incredibly loud.

"Hurry!" Hamish yelled, he couldn't hear at all what I was just saying.

The mosquitoes were already at my skin and the wasps stung right into my arms.

"JACOB!" Hamish yelled also getting swarmed by flies. "We need to get back to the real world, stay with me!"

Hamish grabbed my arm dragging me to go further as I had no energy to do so.

I pulled my arm away from Hamish but collapsed in the ocean with flies covering every part of my body.

The pain was unbearable and then I fell asleep.

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