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Just around 10:30 p.m. Martha Jones prepared herself to get ready for bed. Brushing her teeth, washing her face, and getting into the appropriate clothing. She couldn’t seem to get something off of her mind, she had noticed that for the past couple of days that a strange man dressed in all black had been following her. Tonight the strange and mysterious man followed her home just walking on the opposite side of the street as her, not letting his eyes off of her watching as she enters her home and shutting the creaky door behind her. Several hours later there’s a loud and obnoxious banging at the door. In a panic she awakes from her sleep rushing to the front door to no one just a pink decorated envelope containing a folded up piece of paper. …show more content…
Closing the door Martha begins to open the mysterious envelope. Reading what’s inside understanding absolutely none of it she notices that there is a telephone number on the back of the envelope. “Ring Ring” Martha calls the number, no one answers. “Ring Ring” she calls a second time and again no answer. “Ring Ring” calling a third time, and as expected no one answers. Martha, frustrated, afraid, and irritated slams the phone back on its hook and gets a glass of water. Moments later the phone rang, immediately answering it she asks “who are you?” “What do you want with me?” and “Why can’t you just leave me alone?” Hearing nothing other than the man’s soft breathing Martha shouts into the phone, “WHO ARE YOU?!” The man says, “Martha Jones you are to travel beyond this world to save another. Your life will never be the same.” Still not comprehending what’s going on she calls her good friend Jim Bob and telling him what had happened. Not believing her he laughs and asked her if she’d had enough sleep. Seeing that he will be absolutely no help in the situation she tell him goodnight and hangs up the phone. Days after the phone call to the mysterious man, Martha had thought long and hard about the decision whether she should she should accept the journey to the other world despite all of the doubt and fear she has about who or what lives there and what’s happening there that she must save them from or if she should just say no and back down. It’s the day for Martha to depart from the comfort zone and venture out to a completely new world to save them from what is harming them. Standing at the oval doors of something she’s not quite sure as to what it is she stares as they open. Seeing a mad dressed in all black, a man she recognizes, she sees her friend Jim Bob. He’s the mysterious mad following her the mad on the phone and now the man who will help and guide her through what is to come. Stepping through the oval doors giving Jim Bob a brief smile and a sigh of relief, the fancy car ship takes flight into the light blue sky. Let the journey begin! Finally arriving to the place under attack the unknown to planet earth, Martha and Jim Bob her new mentor the two step through the doors of the car ship.
Looking around they see nothing she gives Jim Bob the stare of death because she sees that everything in its place. Jim Bob sees her and tells her to follow him, so she does. Suddenly the four walls around them began to cave in quick. Panicking Martha sits in the middle of the floor and begins to cry. Jim Bob grabs her by the hand pulling her up to her feet and running to one of the four walls. Afraid of being injured she tenses herself up and closes her eyes expecting for the worst, but no she finds herself on a pale pink floor in another room. Jim Bob stands to his feet and begins walking forward so she follows. He explains to her that the only was to set the people free is to get to the top of the space tower, go to the mail office and hit the red alarm which will then open the gates setting the people free. The floor begins to crack and shake rapidly. Martha sees the floor splitting in two, the problem here is that Jim Bob and Martha are too far apart to reach one another to get her to the opposite side. He tells her that before the floor gets too far apart she’s going to have to jump across. “Are you crazy or just out of your mind?” she says to him. “JUST JUMP!” he responds back. “On three. 1….. 2….. 3!” she jumps screaming at the top of her lungs the entire …show more content…
time. Entering the first door after the trauma she’s faced in their first hour of being on the planet.
The lights in the room flicker on and off as the cool breeze from the open windows touches their faces giving the chills. “BOOM!” they hear a loud bang up above them. Martha lets out a screech covering her mouth to prevent the sound to echo in the hollow room. Suddenly a large harry beast appears in front of them eying Jim he snatched him up in its hands and runs into the direction they were headed. Screaming once again Martha runs after the vicious animal. “POOF” they were gone. Now alone she will have to complete the mission on her
own. Entering yet another door she sees an elevator, stepping inside she sees hundreds of buttons. There’s just one missing, she sees that it’s the one to get to the top floor where she needs to go to set the people free and she now assumes Jim Bob as well. She looks around her finding it on the floor in front of her. Shoving the piece back in its place she assumes that it will work but no there’s a short in one of the wires and she has nothing to fix it with. “Oh I have an idea!” she says out loud. She removes the clip from her hair and places it onto the wire closing it up. Pushing the button again the elevator begins to slowly but surely move up. The doors open and surprise yet another monster appears in her face. Screaming once again she begins running right through its harry scary legs. Searching for a weapon she finds a pen Jim had given her earlier. “What in the world am I going to do with a lousy pen?” she thinks to herself. She pushes the pen and it becomes a sword. Turning and facing the monster she charger toward it lunging the sward into its eye. A loud screech comes from its mouth as it tumbles to the ground. In disbelief that such a large monster can be so sensitive she stares. Turning she sees it, the red button. “I did it.” She says faintly. Takin a deep breath the slams her fist on the red button. The alarm sounds as she expected and on the floor under her she hears cries and cheers. Happy cheers. Sitting in the chair she sees the elevator doors open. She sees Jim Bob with a huge smile on his face. Hugging her he says “Come on lets go home now.” “No, do I really have to?” she says. Laughing they step into the elevator and make their way down to where the adventure began. Not looking back they walk out of the building holding each other. On the way back he tells her all about how many people he saw in the cages with him, about how young and old they were. Finally arriving back home she steps out of the fancy space car laying out in the warm soft Greer grass. Rolling around in it as if she were a dog. Smelling the fresh air and feeling the warm sun beating on her back, Martha knows that she’s home at last.
what happened. Suddenly, it was time for her to go; they say their goodbyes and she goes to
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