Lost Secret

by Yogscastrules

In Sjin's farm he finally grows the illusive yellow meranti, which produces mahogany. He's the first person to grow this tree and no one knows the secret of mahogany, the secret that can change your whole life forever. This is what I thought should have happened. Contains Sjinty. MAHOGANY DOORS!

4. Taking Hits

Chapter 4- Taking Hits

Normally Sjin would only be asleep for a second, or what would seem like a second. But that night he had a dream. And he wasn't allowed to wake up until it was over. At the start of the dream he was in a room made of white wool. There was no doors, no windows, no way to get out. That very same wisp suddenly appeared in the middle of the room. Sjin knew what would happen so he ran around the edge of the room, clawing at the walls, ripping and shredding the wool. The wisp charged up, giving off a bright light, and then released a bolt of electricity which knocked Sjin over. Then the wisp disappeared in a puff of smoke leaving Sjin feeling tingly. But a fire started and spread across the wool, destroying it. Sjin was the middle of a huge bonfire.

When all the wool got destroyed the fire burnt itself out because it couldn't burn the bricks that were then uncovered. Sjin sat on the bricks panting. They were cold. He felt a little claustrophobic so he punched the bricks, destroying them. A silver fish wriggled its way out of the debris and scratched at Sjin.

That's when Sjin woke up. His finger felt tingly. His face was covered in sweat. His arms were itching in a rash.
"What's happening?" He asked, then he realised that he was alone as ever and wouldn't get an answer. He got out his bed and walked to his front window.
"It's another day on the farm." He said looking over the farm. He gazed over to the rotting tree "And as ever I have a bunch of jobs to do."

He picked up his backpack from next to his bed. He looked inside and noticed the mahogany sticking out. The thing he wanted ever since he was little. He pushed it further down and slung it onto his back. He walked down the stairs and sat onto his sofa. He rubbed the rash on his arm, hoping to calm it down but he only made it turn redder and feel itchier.

Sudden shots of pain filled his body.
"Oh, taking hits!" He said, and then he stumbled out the front door and followed the path down to the kitchen or as it's sometimes known as, the farm shop. He loved his kitchen and cooking but all the excitement with mahogany distracted him away from his kitchen and his hobby. Without realising he was slowly starving himself.

Sjin walked up to the doors and opened them slightly. The smell of food filled his nose. He licked his lips and charged through the doors, into the centre of the room. Chests of delicious food surrounded him. Sjin wasn't going to mess around though, he wanted to eat.