LukeWasTaken

Luke watched the blonde enter the house and close the door behind her. "This delaying is." Silk said from his shoulder. He was right. So Luke got up and crossed the street, and walked up to the door, he went to knock, but he cringed. This will be really awkward if Silk got the wrong place. But... what happens if I don't do this? Where would I go? The realization edged him onward. Home. I would lose. Luke glanced left, then right, and stopped. someone else was walking up to the house.

I stay home.

77, My Power Grows... I'll hold my turn

*pokes fingers together* Can I join pm as well?

Young watched Alena stop moving in the air with a sigh. At least she isn't falling, I guess. He turned his attention back toward the huge crab, who seemed to have its attention on others. Now... Now would be a good time to hide. Hopefully the others can do something about that thing.

Luke Cyndae flings the cabin door open before striding over to Lloyd. "Hey Lloyd, what are you doing here?"

Nope, I don't want steak at this moment. TPBM has a broken a bone.

"Um, Can you stop flying?" Young calls up to Alena.

"Hey, Death!" A voice calls from inside the cabin, "Who's out there?"

Young was pulling on Alena until he suddenly felt his grip on her slip as she was yanked upwards. I guess it got her. Young took a look back- and she was floating.

its on page 10. I have 51 power and I am going to wait.

Young spared a glance over his shoulder, and noticed someone was just standing there. He stood for a second. Then he started running back. I'm an idiot. I'm such an idiot. He grabbed the person's arm and tugged on them, "Come on, Run!" The crab yelled as it pulled itself fully on the plateau. It had spotted them all in the field, and Young knew they couldn't fight it.

"Yes! Lets free the captive!"

Young looked up at the giant crab as it crawled its way onto the plateau. "RUN!!!" Young screamed out, then took off at a dash.

Young looks on it amazement, and terror. Everyone else had strange things happening to them. Should he be happy that he hasn't been affected, or has he just not been paying enough attention? With renewed effort, he patted himself down and found nothing. He looked around- nothing.

"It's too dark down there. I can't see anything."

"I don't feel any different." "Your... Corpse?" Young looks around. No bodies. "Don't worry, it sounds like you are not the only person around here seeing things. As for getting out of here, does anyone see any signs of civilization? Smoke on the horizon?"

"Okay, lets look at the facts. All of us seem to have come from different places on earth. Some of us are behaving strangely. We were all torn from our lives and now we are here, in a field with alien grass, in the middle of nowhere." Young looks around, "I think that about sums it up?"