It was a cold and foggy night. 4 people were inside a abandoned warehouse on Province Street. Inside the room, 4 people stood. The tough looking guy yelled,” C’mon let’s just kill him and be over with it.” The second and third person both nodded in unison. "I regret this,” The tough guy said. However, his eyes were cruel and glowing red with evil. Finally he said. “ Bye, kid.”
The 4th person yelled, "No!” Yet it was too late. He was dead before his body hit the floor.
"Well done!" the 1st person said. "Well done." He kicked the body into a coffin and murmured, "I hope he decays." He then walked away with the other 2 people.
Almost 40 miles away a sandy haired kid rose in horror then he fell back in shock. His friends rushed to his aid. "I just had a terrible nightmare,” he said. "I saw a person getting murdered by 2 others and kicked into a coffin!"
Then he saw that all his friends were dead and beheaded. Then he awoke.
The kid’s mom said “ Hey Elliot are you okay or not.”
"I’m fine," was Elliot’s response.
"Are you sure?" his mom said. "It looks like you had a nightmare."
“ I did.” Elliott said. "I had a Nightmare about a person being murdered."
"Well you’re fine now," his mom said. “It’s time to go to school”.
"Without Breakfast?" Elliot said.
"Yep," his mom replied.”
"Why?"
"Because we don’t have time. Because you have to take a field trip," his mom stated.
"Ok," was Elliot’s response.
Once he was at school he felt better. He knew that today was the adventure to the history museum. The morning trip to the museum passed by really fast. He was there before he even thought he would arrive. He then decided to check out some old photos. He went up to a photo. It looks familiar he thought. Then he focused really hard on the photo. Before he even knew it he was spinning and he fell. Then he realized he wasn’t in the museum. He was in the photo. In 1876 Italy. “Uh-oh” he said.
To Be Continued
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