Matthew stood in the middle of a dirt road.
I'm dead. I'm definately dead, aren't I? He thought.
Then, people started appearing out of nowhere. The first kid was a gorgeous girl. Blond hair, blue eyes, tan skin, Californian surfer girl type body.
The second kid had bleached blond hair and blue eyes like that one dude from One Direction. He was covering his nose with an already blood soaked sleeve.
The third kid, an asian girl, crawed through a mirror that materialized right in the middle of the golden tiled road. She had on owl PJs and her black hair in a wet tangled mess like she just took a shower.
The last kid that appeared was a boy with longer and a lighter shade of brown hair than Matthew's and green eyes.
"What are we doing here?" the blond haired girl asked.
"You okay?" The asian girl asked the blond haired boy. She took the towel from around her neck and dabbed at his nose. The boy winced, his nose bent at an odd angle.
"Who are you people?" The last kid asked. He had a British accent.
"Hi. I'm Matthew. I'm from New Jersey." Matthew said.
"Name's Naomi. California." The blond haired girl said. Matthew was right.
"Peter, ow." The blond haired boy said. "Mehico City."
"Phoebe, Beijing." The asian girl said.
"Wow, all the way from China?!" Naomi gasped. "How do you know english so well?"
"I lived in Ohio for half of my life."
"Cool." Matthew said.
"I'm Samuel, Doncaster, South Yorkshire." the last guy said. "Just Sam's fine."
"What's that?" Peter pointed to letters on the ground. Just a moment ago it wasn't there.
"Read it before it blows away!" Sam said.
"'Find the scroll'." Matthew read. "There's also a drawing of a dove."
"That's what we're supposed to do." Phoebe said.