Hoots of bats and gawks of hawks warned Amaya and Mer as they hurried down the stony path to the castle."I hope that's no gunshot we heard," Mer heaved as she stopped on her tracks for a rest."There's only one way to find out. C'mon we've got to hurry,"With a lot of difficulty, Mer swung the heavy AGM-1 Carbine to her side creating space for her to run faster."Before my grandfather died, he said when someone dies, they become stars that appear in the dark. And look, there's a star, no, two!".The two girls looked at the tiny stars that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere."They can't be dead. Not Sal and Harvey."They moved faster to where the sound was coming from, not stopping to rest or anything.As they got to the daunting castle, they felt bewitched with silence.They took series of tiptoes round the castle trying to find either a way into the ca

The Rhett Family was never like it used to be. At every point in time, there was always someone that wasn't related to the family by blood around. At first, it was always the police trooping in - males and females, but shortly after the family of (now) four had been told what it was all about, Harvey Rhett being an accomplice to a case of murder and he couldn't be reached out to through any means, including through Sal, his supposed best friend, Mr. Rhett had taken drastic actions.He'd gotten private bodyguards for them all, one for both Mason and Madison, one for himself and another for his wife, Mrs. Rhett but that didn't still alleviate the shock he got through a phone call one glorious day.It was a beautiful, bright morning when Mr. Rhett had just taken a cold, long, perfumed bath and was in his study room, drinking a strong cup of tea and going through the three paged review on Harvey - reported sights, security camera alerts,

As they were heading to the next floor and passed by a room with bright brown wooden doors and a crystal clear glass at the top with well framed with wood, Mer, Sal and Maisie ran into one of the businessman's men, not just one of the men, the one that had shot Amaya. Without much drama, Mer swung the AGM-1 Carbine over her shoulders and rapidly planted three bullets in his heart without thinking. He slumped to the ground and after a few whispers, they came to a decision to drag his body into the room they'd passed for secrecy's sake.As they swung into position, someone shouted at them, "hey! Who's there!?"They hurriedly carried the unconscious body into the room with lot of blood dripping as they went.The room was well arranged and empty just like all the other rooms were too but it had a red carpet, a long, posh table in the middle and a lot of blue, tinted windows on the other side of the room that showed the world outside Care Bare.

"We're on our way now, sir," one of the ten cops with five automobiles ranging from patrol dodge chargers to an SUV Ford Police Interceptor said to a walkie talkie that hung from his shoulder.He had me and Amaya locked up in the secondary trunk of his dodge charger. Mrs. Spikes and Maisie in another then Sheryl and Sal in the third vehicle. We were all handcuffed because as one of the cops said - a man with saggy beards that rested comfortably on his huge lips, "you are threats to the safety of the community and we have to  do our jobs well and keep our citizens safe," with that he'd claspsed ugly looking cold handcuffs round our wrists.We were all hungry and tired. Sal had the worst blow of it all. As the car juggled on the road avoiding a few potholes through trees and houses, inquisitive folks and office buildings, it had caused searing pains that ruptured through his fairly athletic frame.The second person that suffered th