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THE ISLAND
Arnold, Sarah, and Mr. Roy were seated around a table in one of the secret tunnel rooms that was owned by Arnold. They were deep in discussion when a message popped on the screen.
Your application to Immortal’s Council has been scheduled for a review. The council has given you the time of 9:00 am for a meeting tomorrow.
When Arnold read the message he didn’t feel any joy or excitement, The meeting felt just like any work he had to do. He was more interested in what Mr. Roy was saying.
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“Mr. Roy make preparations. We will row towards the island at the break of the dawn.”His head snapped up and he looked blankly at Arnold, trying to wrap his head around what he was saying. Boats….He had been buying boats. The boats sail on water.Mr. Roy cursed himself for not thinking about this earlier. “Are you sure?”
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Arnold’s eyes widened and he sucked in his breath when the screen flashed ‘All Selected Identities Have Been Wiped Out.’ He rubbed his eyes to clear any dust that must have accumulated in his eyes distorting his vision. But the words were still there, soothing his eyes like an ointment.Arnold started searching for profiles on his Digi-watch frantically. The others got busy doing the same.
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The Aerostellar landed softly on the sandy beach of Roxana Bay. In the moonlight, it looked as if an enormous Quill had fallen on the beach. The transparent surface shined in the moonlight with a silvery glow.The screen inside the Aerostellar flashed, ‘Your Destination is Here.’“I am so glad that the trip to the bay was an uneventful one.” Mr. Roy said letting out a sigh of relief.
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