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I wake up slowly. What the hair? Where am I? I look around. This was an island. The floor was sand. There were mountains and dark clouds all around the island, surrounding it. I jump when I saw what was all around me. Crosses and bones lie in the sand. There were skeletons on crosses chained.

I realize I'm chained to a cross. I only had paints on. Well, it's hot so I guess I don't need my other clothes. My feet touched the ground. It was sandy and coarse. I look around. Crows cawed and feathers were on the ground. Puddles of red stained crosses and the ground. I see statues of figures all around me. They were dressed in a brown ragged cloak. They had helmets with little horns on. Each one grasped a sword dug into the ground.

"Well this is...creepy." I mutter. 

I certainly didn't like the looks of this island. It was creepy. I rustle the chains around. I try to pull away. Nope not happening. These chains feel like the unbreakable moon rocks. There was really no chance of escape. I look at the sky. The sun was setting. Well at least the night will be cooler than the burning hot day. 


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