We sat in the dark room for hours thinking of what to do to get out and she came up with an idea. If whenever someone looks in the mirror the creature comes then we have to wait till the creature tries to get the person and we could try to find the portal he goes out and we could follow him out.
As I was walking out of the shop I heard a noise but didn't pay much attention to it, I heard it again but this time is was louder and sounded like someone was in trouble. I rushed around the corner to find hundreds, thousands, millions of zombies. I panicked and didn't know what what to do as I shouted “hey leave her alone.” Well I tell you that was a very bad idea.
I walked up to the doors because you had to go through some door to get to the tower but I could not get in, the Guards kept asking me if I had ever been rejected before and I have never been cause I’m too scared to ask someone anything, but to get in to the round tower I had to get rejected.
With military powers divided, we were like mice in a cage to her. The factions would never agree at the strategy meetings, but plans were starting to be put into motion. These plans could never have happened if we left the leaders like they were. Myself being a member of the Cobalt Pride, along with being a target of the Blood Witch, called in a favour.
I snapped out of my trance but I was facing ultimate annihilation. Monsters crowded in waves above me, like vultures circling for leftover carcass. There was a loud pitched frequency. I clutched my ears in pain and squeezed my eyes shut tight. When I opened my eyes, hoards of monsters were launching towards me, as if I was the only one left that needed to be picked off. Thundering footsteps came from behind. It was a hoard of monsters running towards me.
“There's your keyword 'rumours' because they are only rumours” I shouted. “Well, there's no harm in finding out or not, like what other explanation is there for the massive fire that broke out up there in the middle of winter?”. I grunt in reply. “Like, do you really believe that the mages aren't hiding something up there? There has to be a reason as to why it's a restricted zone.” Orion says frantically. “Maybe.” I say solemnly.
After training, I head back to my room. They are called rooms but they feel more like prison cells. I meet my roommate Ronan. Him and I are good friends. We both help each other to pass our exams.
The weeks go by and I get more and more worried. We get regular meals here but it must be awful outside. I can barely remember their faces. My dad James, my mam Catherine, and my brother Greg.
We sat opposite each other talking when some of the mages from the church surprised us. I always had a bad feeling about them. They told us it was illegal to start a fire on the rooftop and we had to go with them, but we weren't going to go without a fight.