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“NO! You will not leave the Palace of Darkness alive!” The Chloes screeched!. They all flung their hands at me simultaneously, shooting a stream of black magic straight at my heart!. Time seemed to slow down as my death was hurled at me!. Chloe’s green eyes were dark and stormy, her auburn hair flying in an invisible wind!. The rest stood behind her, abandoning Gary to join their master!.
A blinding white light blazed before my eyes, blinding me!. I didn’t feel pain though; I didn’t feel anything at all!. The black magic must have hit me, then!. I could feel my knees making contact with the drawbridge, angry splinters of wood driving into them!.
But it wasn’t me whose shaking knees were running with blood, it was someone else, far away from me!. I was in my nice white light, slowly letting my life slip away!. Death really wasn’t as bad as they made it seem!. Not yet, at least!. Maybe the pain would come later!.
I cradled my head in my hands, trying fruitlessly to shield myself from the inevitable end!. Suddenly, I felt as if I had rejoined with my body!. A strong vibration was sending tremors through me, starting in my chest!. And when I peeked through the crack in my fingers, I saw that the locket was the source of the light and the trembling!.
I surged to my feet, ignoring the bite in my legs, and stumbled through the white vortex of power!. The first thing I became aware of was the smell, and my heart sank!. Ashes seemed to be flying through the air as I inhaled the scent of the dark aura!. But then, heat blasted in my face, smothering me from every angle; unbearable, incomprehensible, scalding heat!. And as the dots dancing before my eyes faded, I saw black flames!. They were licking every inch of the bridge except for the small section surrounding me!. The dark fire was eating away the bridge, and I could hear the wood cracking and sizzling beneath my feet!.
“Gary!” I screamed, oblivious to my own mounting peril!. I heard a low moan from across the bridge, ringing in my ears!. The flames were flying higher and closing in!. The fire seemed afraid of the locket’s power though, and couldn’t spread behind me!. I shone the locket in the direction of Gary’s voice, dousing the flame as if the locket was a hose, and forming a meager passageway!. I sprinted through the walls of flame, and my heart jolted as I lost my footing!. A deep, age-old creaking sounded and the drawbridge began collapsing beneath my feet!. Chunks of burning wood were cascading into the mote, and I had to skip over the missing patches to cross to Gary!.
When I finally found him, he was crumbled on the ground, a nauseating puddle of red surrounding him!. Another deep rumble shook the bridge, and the entire thing collapsed!. The wooden slats were sliding into the mote under my feet, and I was slipping quickly to my doom!. The water in the mote reared up around us, no longer peaceful or even remotely pleasant!. Waves of menace crashed on the sides of the falling bridge, dragging me into their churning depths!. The final piece of the bridge tumbled into the water, taking Gary and I with it!. I wrapped a frantic arm around his shoulders, dragging him onto our primitive raft and gripping his hand in mine!.
I tilted the locket downward so that it’s light shone upon our slat of wood, our lifeline, and thought desperately of anywhere but here!. I heard a mad cackle from somewhere behind, but then the silver vortex of light was whirling around us once more, and when it disappeared, so had the Palace of Darkness!.Www@QuestionHome@Com