Three Brothers in Blood Forest

Not far from Mississippi I found myself strolling through the forest with two friends of mine. Our group was attacked by natives (I’m not exactly sure why natives continue to appear in my dreams). I made it out alive everyone else died. I was struggling to survive when I found three brothers. One was nice to me, one of them was quiet and the third hated me from the start. They were fur traders and thankfully the nice brother invited me to stick around. Everyday I grew closer to the nice brother and everyday the brother that hated me resented me more.

One day we came across a car with what seemed to be an African American boy inside. I walked over, opened the door and asked “What’s going on?”. He had tape on his mouth and I hadn’t noticed so I pulled the tape off and he responded. “My parents died, I was taken as bait. One of the brothers suggested we take him with us and then the brother that hated me aimed his gun at my chest and shot. Immediately the nice brother jumped in between us and was shot in the head. The quiet brother stood there and watched. I took out my weapon and the mean brother shot the boy accidentally in his rage. Natives came out of the trees and killed the quiet brother, I got up shot the mean brother and ran.

-Danny S.

The Dark Island

From darkness I stepped into the light.  A sunkissed plaza surrounded by read buildings and populated by strangers walking around in pairs and minding their own. It was a nice square, with four rectangular seating areas within. Within each rectangular seating area there stood a massive palm tree. My lovely girlfriend called me over with a smile. I sat next to her and with her eyes lit bright she told me “I’m so excited to hangout tonight”. I look up for a moment to look at the sky, it’s the perfect color. I look down and I see my best friend standing, Sal standing by a red building across the square. “Sorry Claire I made plans for today” and I could sense how upset she was. I kissed her and walked over to greet Sal.

“Hey bud, what’s up?” I shook his hand and that’s when the floor started to shake below our feet. The sky turned dark and thunders groan filled the air. I turned to look for her, she had disappeared. The floor opened beneath us and Sal and I fell into a space black abyss. The falling ended after a couple minutes and we landed painfully into an ocean. When we broke the surface of the ocean Sal pointed up into the darkest sky I had ever seen “Look” there was only one speck of light, it was the plaza where we fell from. “Where are we?” I asked. “I don’t know, there’s nothing here, no land, nothing”. I decided to see how deep the ocean was so I swam down about fifteen feet and resurfaced in a beautiful crystal clear ocean and a huge tropical island decorated by palm trees and paper white sand stood to greet me.

Confused, I looked down and saw sals feet kicking and his hands keeping him afloat fifteen feet below in darkness. I dive back down, resurfaced in a pitch black ocean ” Sal you’ve got to check this out, come down here”. “What the hell” he muttered. We swam to the beach through the crystal clear water and finally reached the beach. We walked for a bit in this unknown place and found a friend of mine walking towards us with my boss from the real world at his side. Before this friend of mine could say hello an arrow struck him in the head and he fell lifeless to the ground. Sal, my boss, and I ran from the screams and shouts.  Once we got to safety in the forest of palm trees my boss explained to us that we were in a battle royale.

We were on an island where only one of us could survive.

We walked through the forest finding dead bodies and arrows dug into them. My boss built us a bow and told us he should hold the arrows. An argument broke out between my boss and us about who should hold the weapon. We raised our voices and while Sal tried to quiet the group an arrow penetrated his chest. His body hit the floor and my boss was shot in the back. An arrow just cut my arm but  I fell and pulled out a knife that I must have found. A black island native stood over me, and rose his hands to stab me with an arrow. Before I could kill him myself, a thunderous sound like that of a shotgun broke the silence and destroyed the natives head. Two more shots were fired and then a man with a black jacket appeared in front of me lifted his shotgun, aimed for my face. Thunder then darkness.

-Danny S.