Chapter 20 – It's a lonely world
Dawn froze in the door way.
"Hello, sweet heart." She didn't recognise his voice. It was hoarse and weak. She ran forward and fell to her knees by the side of his bed, tears pouring down her face.
"But you died!" Dawn sobbed. "How…?"
"I didn't die Dawn. I almost did. Your mother knew but kept it from you. We agreed to all be a family again one day and that it would be a surprise… but now…"
"Mum…" Dawn whispered.
"Yes."
"But it'll be me and you dad, yes?"
"No, Dawn I'm afraid my health is deteriorating."
"You're dying?" Dawn could hardly say the words. She dropped her head. Her dad reached over and w
Chapter 19 – Miracles do happen
"It's a miracle really…" Those were the first words Dawn heard as she woke up. "Ah, here she comes… Dawn, this is Doctor Brown can you hear me?" Dawn nodded, her head felt heavy so she stopped. "Can you see me?" Dawn blinked. Eventually the room swam into life. It was obviously a hospital. She could tell by the whiteness and cleanliness of the place. She was in a typical hospital bed with white linen sheets and a graph at the end to show how the patient was doing. There was a bunch of flowers in the window sill, roses. There was a lady in a white coat leaning over her, her name tag identified her as Doctor Bro
Chapter 18 – Countdown
They took her out into the corridor. For a factory that is about to poison half of London, it wasn't very busy. Where was everyone? They walked past the water tank room and Dawn's question was answered. Hundreds of white coated scientists and uniformed guards we packed around each tank. Over one of the tanks there was a barrel shaped metal container. It was suspended by many wires and cables. Someone must have pressed a button, as the container's lid opened and a horribly clear liquid gushed from within. The whole barrel was emptied into the tank. Dawn didn't see anymore as they had passed the doors. They came, eventua
Chapter 17 – A question too many.
So this was it: File was going to send 7 million people water that contained a dangerous virus – Ecolli. Most will die but some will survive. File had talked for a further 20 minutes explaining how no one would blame him until it was too late and he was dead. File had left Dawn with Illusion and the other two guards saying he needed to supervise the contamination. Dawn's eyes hadn't left the screen clock. 1hour 1 minute. She had been sitting there for long enough. Dawn glanced at Illusion and the others. They were talking quietly in the corner, it was too quiet for Dawn to hear. She looked at the door, there
Chapter 16 – Leaving gift
Illusion Smirked. Dawn dropped her head and sighed.
"Now, now my child. I'll make sure it's quick." File added jovially, making Illusion looked a little put out. "Now… where to start." File thought. It took him some moments to gather his thought, then he was off:
"I was born in Romania, thought little of me now would give that away. I have bleached my skin and my accent is all but lost from years of this country. I had a mother who died when I was 10, I never had a father. We were very poor; I hardly had a meal a week. Before my mother died she smuggled herself and I out of Romania. She died on the journey. Someho
Chapter 15 – Geoffrey File
When Dawn was woken by the rhythmic sound of footsteps getting louder. She opened her eyes. The place was all too familiar. It was the cell she had been kept in at the start of this. The door slid open.
"Get up." Illusion was in the doorway. Dawn didn't move. "You should have learnt by now to obey me…" He stepped up to her and kicked her in the stomach.
"Arhhh…!" Dawn rolled back clutching her stomach.
"Wimp." He muttered. Illusion grabbed her and literally threw her out of the room. She hit her head on the wall out in the corridor and she felt blood when she touched it with her hand. She felt faint but manag
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So that was it. I was told to research cystic fibrosis. Easy enough. When I got back home I got straight to it. Better to get it out the way than keep it forever. The computer took ages to load, but then it was old and pathetic. I opend google and typed in 'cystic fibrosis'. For the next 40 minsutes i collected the information i needed - a load of text about the disease. The page looked incredibly dull, so i typed in the same entry in google images. I scrolled down the page. It took me a while to notice what i was looking at. It was littered, absoltuely littered with people. I looked into their eyes, they looked back at me. And they w
Chapter 14 – Unexpected guests
"Hello?" The disembodied voice at the other end of the line sounded distant, unreal.
"Hi." Dawn began, but she didn't know how to start.
"This is the hotline service for the clear river investigation, do you have any information?" The voice had obviously said that too many times before, there was a slight sense of boredom in its tone.
"Yes. My name is Dawn Wilson, I'm the girl who ran out of the factory." Dawn tensed waiting for the sarcastic reply. She could hear it now: 'Oh really. And I'm Elvis Presley...'
"Really? Wait a moment I'll have to put you on the speakers – the boss will want to hear this…"
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Harry ran his finger along a shelf in the hall. It was coated in a thick layer of dust, obviously no one had cared for this place in years. The floor was littered with the carcasses of small creatures that had perished under this roof. Whether this house's owner had eaten them or whether these environments were too horrible for them to survive in is anyone's guess. It reminded him of the Basailsic's lair in the chamber of Secrets. There was a crunch behind him and a short intake of breath. He spun round to find Hermione clutching Ron after stepping on the skeleton of a dead mouse.
"Er…Sorry…" Hermione whispered stepping slowly away from
The three headed for the uninviting building that stood crumbling before them. From inside, Shirana stood watching them from the blacked out window near the door.
"And now… the truth is told…" Her lips barley moved as she whispered to herself. "The final decision is made… the right choice? We will see."
Harry felt his insides squirm as he stepped across the doorway. There was something about this place that made you feel… strange. Shrugging off his thoughts and feelings he called out to Shirana.
"We've come back, like we said." Harry felt his limbs almost collapse under the stress and exhaustion of the day. It was a strange thing, now he
Great news! My sculpture that i'm doing for one of my GCSE projects has been chosen to be displayed in the Bristol Senior Schools Art Exhibition! yay! very exciting!
I'll hopefully get some pictures up of it soon so you guys can see it.
I couldn't think of a title so the common short word used in moments of a blank imagiation or thought processes was put there temporarily. (um).
So.... This journal is mostly to say what project i'm doing for art at the moment. Wel... i'm making a phoenix. (In sculpture) using brazing, wire and paper pulp. So far... its going really well and i'm really enjoying it!
Apart from that i'm still working on the 'teenage spy'/ alex rider fan fiction... almost there i think!
apart from that AND that... not much.
Alex rider teenage spy. Don't worry it should pass (hopefully) but at the moment i seem to have an obsession with the books and movie...
as a result i am writting a sort of fan fiction, but it is only a shadow of the books themelves for two reasons:
None of the charecters are the same, they are all new. there isn't even an alex rider...
And of course i could never write something as good as Anthony Horowitz...
however, i am writting it and will post up the first cahpter shortlt... ahem... she hopes...
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