"So Sam, wanna bet?"
"Bet what?"
"Bet that I can beat you down the stairs!" Sam and Caine were at the top of an unknown giant mall that had a giant staircase that looked like if it was made of gold.
"You're on!" Sam never felt this pumped up for a bet. Actually he was so pumped that he hadn't seen the slight movement of Caine's hands. Next thing he knew, he was tumbling down and down and down the gold-like staircase. He reached the bottom unconscious.
That was one of the funniest things Caine had ever seen. His twin tumbling down and down and down the stairs. It brought joy to his soul. That is until he heard the great scream from Astrid that said "He's unconscious!" Now that was bad.
Wow, Sam thought, they're all here. Sam was in the hospital. Or thought he was. He reeked of sterile. He saw Astrid, tear stained, look up and see him awake. "Sam? Sam can you hear me?"
"yeah."
"Do you know who I am? Most importantly do you know who you are?"
Then it struck him. "Yeah. My name's Sam."
"Sam what?"
"Sam...Sam Soren."
"What?" that was Caine
"Yeah that's it. my name's Sam Soren. No wait, it's Caine. Yeah, Caine Soren. I'm Caine Soren and i want to rule the FAYZ."
ok so that was like rough.
but cool anyways right?
but dont worry there's more
if only i didnt have writer's block
i hate writer's block
and all ppls "A Call For Help" is getting there.
i just had to put this one up