So, I'm thinking about a sequel to "The Enderman" and I want to know you're opinions. Leave some reviews to let me know what you think.
"Do you think she'll be okay?"
"I hope so. That must've hurt a lot."
I opened my eyes again and I was back in my bed. Scree, ben, and temperance were talking about me outside, but they left the door open. "Don't worry, it's not as bad as you think." I said as loudly as I could. They all came running in.
Scree smiled at me and ben said "whatever you do, don't faint again!" "I'll try not to." I replied as I sat up. Then I looked to scree. "How long was I out?" I asked. "You mean since you blacked out the second time or in all?" he asked. "In all." I replied. He said, "About a day and a half."
"Kate, how did you expel all those pigmen at once?" temperance asked. I intelligently replied with, "huh?"
"Yeah! That was awesome, Kate!" ben said, "You were all like, BOOM! ZAP! POW!" and the pigmen were all like, AAAAAAH!"
Scree and temperance looked at each other worriedly and temperance said, "hey ben, why don't you come outside with me." "Okay!" he replied cheerfully as he followed her out the door.
"What was he talking about?" I asked scree. "He was talking about what made you faint. If I tell you, you promise not to black out again?" he said. "I'll do my best." I replied. He took a deep breath and said, "Kate, you somehow killed all those pigmen at once."
"Okay, describe to me exactly what happened." I said, a little confused. "Well, it was after we had been separated in the fight that I lost almost all my health. I saw a bright purple light and, for a second, thought I was dead. Then I realized that purple light was you. It kept getting brighter and brighter until all the pigmen suddenly dropped like flies. After the light stopped, we came and found you unconscious."
We were both silent for a minute. Then I said, "Scree, I'm worried." "About what happened?" he asked. "No, about a dream I had while I was out. I think my brother doesn't care about what he did to me." I replied. "oh." Was all scree could say. "I dreamed that he was too caught up in his 'new discovery' to care that he lost his sister." I said.
"You can't think like that." Scree said, "I'll bet you anything he's trying to get you back right now." His words did reassure me a little, but all I could muster was a weak "yeah."
Little did I know that at that very moment, Lucas was sitting at his computer looking through codes and matrixes, tears running down his cheeks. He really did care.