Chapter 3
By Sophia and Anjoo
The flowers were blooming. We had found a little coverage
and had been there since the storm. The snow had now melted and they were
sitting in their makeshift den. Cynthia had taken out a GPS from her emergency
suitcase and was now locating where they were. “It seems to be that we are in
the island of Nantucket,” she stated, looking down at the small screen, “This
is when the Europeans came to settle in the USA.” Cynthia had trained for this.
She had to learn about lots of history so that if this ever happened, she’d
know how to survive. They were now out of food and IDK was starving. “Can we
eat?” IDK complained, “I’M HUNGRY!” “Fine, fine,” Cynthia said, “I’ll go hunt
down some food.” Cynthia got up and started off in the direction of the time
machine, wanting to see what had happened to it.
* * *
When she approached the time machine, it was all broken. The
sides had been torn away exposing the inside and the damaged keypad. Cynthia
stepped closer and noticed that the time machine was shaking. Jumping back,
Cynthia stared at the time machine as it started to whirl around. Suddenly four
lads exploded out of the time machine and were sent flying into Cynthia. Four
very familiar lads.
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