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scene of the maid talking to the son in a polite way. ‘Wow! How did you do this? ’ asked the maid to me. ‘ HIM, Human Illusion Modifier, ’ I explained.

‘I think you’d better go now. Your mother might get impatien’ the maid continued before leaving the room. I quickly walked out of the room and towards the room of my mother.

I pushed the door and cold air rushed at my face. I entered and closed the door. There was a torn envelope on the table beside me. I took it and saw that it was empty.

‘Here,’ said my mother, waving a white, and a picture of a lotus printed at the side of the letter. I moved forward to take it. It had been folded neatly into three halves.

It had already been opened, but someone – probably my mum – had stapled it back. One part of it had been torn unevenly and I could see the trace of a hole running along the side.

Dear Mr. Christopher Lois,
We have accepted you to our college which is West High Academy. But to enter this college, you have to first go through an orientation program in the woods of Samara. Once the adjudicators there have passed you, you can enter this college. For further questions and other relative inquiries regarding this matter or in need of more information, feel free to contact the college.
Principal,
Oliver.



DEAN: 984 724 6768
OFFICE: 683 456 7267




A camping bag landed at my feet. I opened it. It was full of clothes and things, like torch and batteries.

‘What is this?’ I demanded, pointing at the letter, then the bag at my feet.

‘You’re going to the college’s camping orientation tomorrow, ’ replied my mother.

‘Mum do you even care if I want to go? ’ I shot back at her in anger.

At the moment, all I felt was anger. I didn’t want to leave my precious room and leave to some dumb college.

‘Of course, I did. Doesn’t my act of choosing the best school show it to you? ’ My mum muttered.

‘Show what, mum? That you want me to get lost from here? ’ I yelled.

‘Yes... A little – Wait , I meant... No! It shows that I care about you,’ said my mum.

‘I hate you!’ I shouted anger before running out of the room. I rushed into my room. I took out a piece of paper and scribbled all my on it.
I'm out of here,
Chris

I quickly stuffed my clothes and a torch inside another bag. My mother’s voice echoed in my head, ‘We leave tomorrow!’ . The words repeated over and over again. I felt sick. Fine! If she wants me to get lost from here, I will.

I thought to myself. Okay, all the clothes, check and torch, check. Now, for my most prized possession. I moved to the back of the room where I hid my cash. Just a few turns and the safe sprang open with a soft click.

Now, for the alarm system, I thought as I inserted a small chip into it. The alarm system stopped. I reached in and took my most valuable item which was The Golden Diamond. I remembered finding it in an old village house. The house was completely empty except for this diamond and a few drawings. I shuddered as I remembered the grotesque pictures.

I pressed another secret compartment in the wall and waited...


CHAPTER 2
RUNAWAY RUMBLE



The stone wall in my room seemed to shift away. I took one last, quick - brief even, - glance at my room. I had second thoughts, but I lost them as soon as I was walking down the dark passageway.

The stone steps were rather old, I concluded. The walls were filled with strange carvings. I walked on until I found a black door blocking my way. I tried the handle but found it stuck. The rust probably, I thought and slammed my body against the door.

The door broke away and fell down, dragging the hinges along with it. I lifted the door and put the door back in its place. Though I knew how useless it was, I didn't really care much. Now, what will I do? I thought as I looked around.

It was dark now. The buildings looked old and really dilapidated. The surrounding was peaceful and silent. So much that I had to admit it was a rather creepy there. The Outer London would not be a good place to hang out at night.

I quickened my pace and my instinct went wild. I felt like someone was following me. Not only had that, but the fact that someone was really following me actually freaked me out. The last thing I needed was for some unknown murderer to come and kill me.

The strangest thing was there was no fear that overwhelmed me. Next, someone or something flew at me and had me pinned against the nearest and very filthy wall. I couldn't understand myself at that time because despite the fact that someone might want to kill me, I wasn't the slightest bit worried.

The man who held me by my collar looked kind of French. His skin glowed with the moonlight that shone in the sky. He held his hand, in a claw – like motion at a perfect aim for my neck. His eyes were red, bright red as though an LED was placed inside.

‘Dinner is served, ' a female voice intruded.
‘The last time we had an English dinner was when it was 1809, I presume?' asked the man holding me.

'Was it that guy who was the British diplomatic envoy, Benjamin Bathurst?' the woman snooped in.

'I have to admit I did enjoy that female woman MORE, ' the man stated and started to laugh.

I did not find anything that seemed funny enough to laugh about. But the woman glared at

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