Part 2--
Chloe placed one hand over the left side of her face. Her head throbbed as she stood up she felt the skirt of her dress touch the bridge of her feet. She looked down at the ground and all around her. The balloon floated high over lush vegetation and she began to talk to herself.
"Where'd the ocean go?" She asked herself and then she got wide eyed "Were'd the piolet go!" She saw that she was the only person on the basket she then remembered the storm, she remembered the piolet throwing over bag after bag and then her mom jumping over the side. Chloe figured her father and the piolet had most likely jumped too. She looked down and sighed. "They're all dead." She realized aloud and tryed to figure out how hard the ground would be if she jumped herself.
Then Chloe heard a roar from behind her. She almost fainted when she saw a big, brown Tyranasourus Rex standing in front of her with its jaws open wide and it's teeth dripping with saliva. Chloe was scared stiff and a loud bang rang in her ears. She started screaming.
"DINOSAURS DON'T CARRY GUNS!" She threw one leg over the side of the basket and then heard a man's voice shouting at her. She felt a rumble and the dinosaur was running away. She looked around for the man but couldn't see anyone.
"Look straight down!" He bellowed and Chloe did so. She could barely see him but there was a man with a gun on his shoulder, his arms outstretched. "JUMP!" He shouted. She looked at him with her jaw dropped.
"Are you completely crazy?! If I jump I'll get hurt!"
"No you won't! I'll catch you!" Chloe sat there a moment. She observed her situation. She was a 19 year old Brittish debutaint, in all her feminine attire, her parents were dead, she'd just seen a dinosaur and she was straddling a hot air balloon basket hundreds of feet in the air. It can't get any worse, she thought and bit her lip. She closed her eyes and let her other half fall over the side and with all thought and prayer, plus some screaming, began falling out of the sky into a strange man's arms. She could feel the wind rushing past her, she saw her long hair fly in front of her and her skirt fly up and suddenly with a loud grunt, landed in his arms. He stood her on the ground in front of her and she looked at him in shock. Chloe grabbed his face and kissed him, for quite a while. The man seemed taken aback and when Chloe let go looking somewhat dazed.
"Thank you, very much." She said wiped some of the lipstick off his face. He shook his head and spoke.
"Are you all right?" He asked. Chloe was watching the balloon float away. She took the gun off his shoulder and shot up at the big red ball. "What are you doing?"
"My things are in there, I can't just let it float away!"
"Your things?"
"Who may I give the credit of my survival to?" She said ignoring his question. She looked at the man with a smile.
"John Roxton." He replyed and tipped his hat. Chloe looked at him skeptically.
"John Roxton died two and a half years ago. Along with the rest of the Challenger expedition. I'm not a fool."
"I swear on a stack of bibles I am John Roxton, and the rest of the the expedition are alive." He said raising his right hand.
"People don't survive after living like this for two years." She said and crossed her arms. She looked at him with one eyebrow raised challenging his comment.
"Dinosaurs don't exist either, do they miss?" He said. Chloe looked sideways and dropped her jaw slightly in thought.
"Where to Lord Roxton?"
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Chloe placed one hand over the left side of her face. Her head throbbed as she stood up she felt the skirt of her dress touch the bridge of her feet. She looked down at the ground and all around her. The balloon floated high over lush vegetation and she began to talk to herself.
"Where'd the ocean go?" She asked herself and then she got wide eyed "Were'd the piolet go!" She saw that she was the only person on the basket she then remembered the storm, she remembered the piolet throwing over bag after bag and then her mom jumping over the side. Chloe figured her father and the piolet had most likely jumped too. She looked down and sighed. "They're all dead." She realized aloud and tryed to figure out how hard the ground would be if she jumped herself.
Then Chloe heard a roar from behind her. She almost fainted when she saw a big, brown Tyranasourus Rex standing in front of her with its jaws open wide and it's teeth dripping with saliva. Chloe was scared stiff and a loud bang rang in her ears. She started screaming.
"DINOSAURS DON'T CARRY GUNS!" She threw one leg over the side of the basket and then heard a man's voice shouting at her. She felt a rumble and the dinosaur was running away. She looked around for the man but couldn't see anyone.
"Look straight down!" He bellowed and Chloe did so. She could barely see him but there was a man with a gun on his shoulder, his arms outstretched. "JUMP!" He shouted. She looked at him with her jaw dropped.
"Are you completely crazy?! If I jump I'll get hurt!"
"No you won't! I'll catch you!" Chloe sat there a moment. She observed her situation. She was a 19 year old Brittish debutaint, in all her feminine attire, her parents were dead, she'd just seen a dinosaur and she was straddling a hot air balloon basket hundreds of feet in the air. It can't get any worse, she thought and bit her lip. She closed her eyes and let her other half fall over the side and with all thought and prayer, plus some screaming, began falling out of the sky into a strange man's arms. She could feel the wind rushing past her, she saw her long hair fly in front of her and her skirt fly up and suddenly with a loud grunt, landed in his arms. He stood her on the ground in front of her and she looked at him in shock. Chloe grabbed his face and kissed him, for quite a while. The man seemed taken aback and when Chloe let go looking somewhat dazed.
"Thank you, very much." She said wiped some of the lipstick off his face. He shook his head and spoke.
"Are you all right?" He asked. Chloe was watching the balloon float away. She took the gun off his shoulder and shot up at the big red ball. "What are you doing?"
"My things are in there, I can't just let it float away!"
"Your things?"
"Who may I give the credit of my survival to?" She said ignoring his question. She looked at the man with a smile.
"John Roxton." He replyed and tipped his hat. Chloe looked at him skeptically.
"John Roxton died two and a half years ago. Along with the rest of the Challenger expedition. I'm not a fool."
"I swear on a stack of bibles I am John Roxton, and the rest of the the expedition are alive." He said raising his right hand.
"People don't survive after living like this for two years." She said and crossed her arms. She looked at him with one eyebrow raised challenging his comment.
"Dinosaurs don't exist either, do they miss?" He said. Chloe looked sideways and dropped her jaw slightly in thought.
"Where to Lord Roxton?"
{EEPYS! WHAT DO YOU THINK???? PLEASE R/R! LOVE YA}