Danny helped Sam to her feet. "Well, as long as we're here, we might as
well look around, ok?"
"Alright," Sam replied. "But let's get one thing straight. Neither of us know where we're going, so neither of us will try to take charge, RIGHT, Danny?"
"Er...right." Danny blushed, somewhat ashamed that she was bringing up his shortcomings, even though he was in a place no one would hear them. So with that, the two of them got up and began to walk towards the edge of the clearing. Danny decided not to tell Sam about the ghosts he thought he'd seen, as he still wasn't sure he had imagined them.
At the edge of the clearing, Sam saw something strange. "Look, Danny," she said. "How can it be that although there are leaves all over the forest floor, there are none in that clearing?" she looked back. "Whoa. What's that? Why didn't I see it before?" there in the clearing lay a giant Nihote stone. Sam ran back to examine it. "This is...this is amazing! The complexity...the workmanship. Something like this would have taken years to carve. What is it?"
"Well..." said Danny, stuttering and mumbling. "I saw one of these before. You know... that one time when I had that dream, and, well, I thought it was just a dream. But this is real. Right, Sam? Right?"
He sat down on the floor of the clearing and began to moan, putting his head in his hands.
"What am I going to do? What am I going to do? What am I going to do?" he sat that way for a few hours, in a state of total panic.
Unbeknownst to him, Sam was still examining the stone. "Hey, Danny. Come here. I wan to match up the mark on your forehead to this stone." She waited as he walked over. "Hmmm...it looks as if this one here..." she pointed to a large mark in the center of the stone... "Matches the one on your forehead."
She poked his head, and suddenly she wasn't on her feet anymore. She was spinning through the air...into infinity...
Danny felt like he was flying, but without any control. What was happening? Where was he going? He felt like he was falling down a deep well, into blackness. There was nothing but dark. And then, there was a slit of light, and then he could see again.
He was............back in the school halls.
"Alright," Sam replied. "But let's get one thing straight. Neither of us know where we're going, so neither of us will try to take charge, RIGHT, Danny?"
"Er...right." Danny blushed, somewhat ashamed that she was bringing up his shortcomings, even though he was in a place no one would hear them. So with that, the two of them got up and began to walk towards the edge of the clearing. Danny decided not to tell Sam about the ghosts he thought he'd seen, as he still wasn't sure he had imagined them.
At the edge of the clearing, Sam saw something strange. "Look, Danny," she said. "How can it be that although there are leaves all over the forest floor, there are none in that clearing?" she looked back. "Whoa. What's that? Why didn't I see it before?" there in the clearing lay a giant Nihote stone. Sam ran back to examine it. "This is...this is amazing! The complexity...the workmanship. Something like this would have taken years to carve. What is it?"
"Well..." said Danny, stuttering and mumbling. "I saw one of these before. You know... that one time when I had that dream, and, well, I thought it was just a dream. But this is real. Right, Sam? Right?"
He sat down on the floor of the clearing and began to moan, putting his head in his hands.
"What am I going to do? What am I going to do? What am I going to do?" he sat that way for a few hours, in a state of total panic.
Unbeknownst to him, Sam was still examining the stone. "Hey, Danny. Come here. I wan to match up the mark on your forehead to this stone." She waited as he walked over. "Hmmm...it looks as if this one here..." she pointed to a large mark in the center of the stone... "Matches the one on your forehead."
She poked his head, and suddenly she wasn't on her feet anymore. She was spinning through the air...into infinity...
Danny felt like he was flying, but without any control. What was happening? Where was he going? He felt like he was falling down a deep well, into blackness. There was nothing but dark. And then, there was a slit of light, and then he could see again.
He was............back in the school halls.