Shipwrecked!
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Chapter 3
"Blood!" we gasped together. I shut the book and looked at the others. "We have to get out of here," I said, my voice barely a whisper. Ray and Max seemed shaken by the story and Kenny's knees were knocking. Kai, being his usual self showed no emotions. Tyson however let out a hollow laugh. "All that stuff is just nonsense, there are no such things as ghosts," I stared at him in disbelief, "What! How do you explain the door opening by itself?" "Must have been the wind," Tyson replied. "And the diary?" "Someone probably wanted to play a trick on us. "Tyson is right, we have no proof that this place is haunted," Ray said finally. "All the same," Max piped up, "We'd better leave this place tomorrow morning," I looked at Kai & Kenny, "Please don't tell me you guys are on their side too," "Its pouring with rain outside, doesn't look like we have much of a choice," Kai said reasonably. "Yeah I don't believe in ghosts either," Kenny replied. "Oh yeah, then why are your teeth chattering and your knees knocking?" I demanded. "Um... it must be the cold," Kenny muttered blushing.
Suddenly the wind blew and the fire went out. "Oh great just what we need to make this night spookier," I mumbled into the darkness. "Calm down everyone," I heard Ray's voice from somewhere in front. Calm? How does he expect me to stay calm in a situation like this? Trapped in creepy mansion in an unknown island wasn't my kind of fun. Ray lit a lantern, "Come on lets check out the other rooms, there may be more firewood," "Good idea," Max agreed. So we went out into an eerie hallway in a line. Ray first followed by Max, then Kai, Tyson, me and finally Kenny. We walked for about five minutes when I suddenly couldn't hear footsteps behind me. I stopped and turned around, "Kenny, where are you?" I called. I walked back a few steps and saw Kenny's laptop lying on the floor. I was just about to pick it up, but it disappeared! I quickly withdrew my hand and gasped, "It's gone!" "Hilary!" Tyson hollered. "Do you want to get left behind?" I ran up to my friends. "Kenny, he disappeared," I blurted. Tyson gave me a questioning look. "Kenny? Who's that, a friend of yours?" I stared dumbfounded. Alright. This has got to be a joke. "Tyson don't play dumb. Don't you know who Kenny is?" "What are you talking about Hilary?" Max came over. "You guys really don't remember Kenny? You know short guy…brown hair…with glasses and a laptop." I said signaling with my hands. "I think the spook of this mansion is getting to you Hilary, you're losing it," Tyson said. I opened my mouth and shut it. Max and Ray looked at me as though I was insane. "We're wasting time, let's go," Kai walked ahead. The others followed him. I stared at them. Then I ran to catch up with them. This is weird. Even Kai can't remember him. Something doesn't feel right. How come I'm the only one who can remember him? Maybe this mansion really is haunted.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice the floorboards loosen beneath my feet. Huh? All of a sudden I fell through the floor. I screamed and clawed at the air trying to catch hold of something but it was no use. I blacked out as I fell through the darkness.
Something wet fell on my cheek. I opened my eyes. Water. I sat up and rubbed my cheek. Where am I? I have to find the others. I got up and brushed my skirt. I was in some kind of basement. I walked out into a passageway calling out my friends. "Tyson… Ray…Max…Kai … Kenny. Are you there? Hello" I sighed. It was useless. All I could hear was echo. "I'm never going to get out of this place. Come on Hilary. I tried to get back my lost courage. You haven't been afraid of the dark since you were five years old. I mustered all my strength and pushed open a huge door. Almost immediately I was attacked by an army of bats. I covered my face with my hands. I fought my way through the bats and entered the room and shut the door. I panted and leaned against the door. I was in a huge room that looked like a study. On the farthest corner of the room was the dustiest oldest study table I'd ever seen. I slowly walked up to the table. There was a portrait of a man, the same old man we saw in the main hall. The man had a look on his face that said 'How dare you enter my house'. I gulped and stepped back as far as I could from the portrait. I banged my head on the wall. There was a ladder right beside me that led to a trapdoor. I debated whether to climb the ladder or face those horrifying monster bats outside. On the second thought the ladder seemed much safer. So I climbed up the ladder and pushed the trapdoor. I was in another room. This house is just like a maze. How am I ever going to get out of this hell? But this room was weird, it was empty with no furniture and had a solitary window. What was that? I'm sure I heard some thing. "Is any one there?" I called nervously. The walls, they're closing in on me! What am I going to do now? I tried to open the trapdoor, but it seemed to be stuck. I pushed the walls, yeah lots of good that did, I thought sarcastically. This isn't going to work; I've to find another way. I started panicking. I blindly rushed to the window and pushed it open. Fortunately it led to the hallway. I quickly clambered out, heaved a sigh of relief. That was too close!
I pushed the nearest door. I need to get out of this darn maze. The moonlight flooded in as I opened the door. I could see someone in the darkness. The person seemed to be unconscious. Who was it? Then I saw the familiar blue jeans and blue and red sneakers. "Tyson," I ran up to him and yanked him by his arm. Then I stopped and stared at him. No! This can't be happening. "TYSON, NO!" I screamed.
Author's note: Hello my faithful readers! Sorry I had to stop it like that but that would make it more exciting right? I'll have the next chapter up in no time. So plz R&R??
Happy new year, by the way!