Chapitre 1: Chapter 1: Just a sneeze
"Are you insane? No one goes to the Bermuda triangle. It is a death wish." Sara exclaimed fearfully in her living room of two girls and two boys gathered.
"You are so gullible Sara. It's all fake and you know it!" Harry snort.
"No, I don't know it!" She shifted her attention to the two girls, Richelle and Danielle "What say you girls? Let the boys risk their lives while we remain in the comfort of my house?"
"I don't think any of the rumour is true as well. Even if it is true, we are in for a ride. It's a phenomenon." Richelle looking slightly intrigue by the idea of the expedition.
"You must be joking Richelle." Sara looked at the other girl lying on her back with a book over her face with pleadingly eyes.
"Danielle you wouldn't agree too would you?"
Danielle sat up and faced the eager faces in the room waiting to hear her final judgment.
"I'm sorry Sara, you are out of luck they won me over. Beside what better things to do than stay here till the end of summer break."
The room broke out in joyous laughter leaving Sara to crumble to the ground in disbelieve.
"I'll go charter us a yacht for the exploration then!" Jacob volunteered.
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"This is bad, this is very bad. It has started."
"I will not hesitate to throw you overboard to please Poseidon if you won't shut the hell up!" Harry yelled while trying to focus with Jacob on gaining their bearing in the vast open sea.
"Come over here Sara, leave the boys to do the findings."
Obediently she walked to where Richelle laid at the rear of the yacht, sun-tanning.
"Aren't you the least worried Richelle?"
"Don't be a worry wort and spoil the fun. I doubt any of that myth is true. The least you can do is act excited and enjoy the adventure. Even if it is true, then you are in luck to see something you don't see every day."
"I absolutely don't get lost at sea every day." Sara rolled her eyes in sarcasm.
"There you go."
Sara sighed. Looking around she realized there was one missing member of their expedition.
"Where's Danielle?"
"Inside, hiding from the heat."
"Why did she bother to come if she didn't like the heat."
"Beats me."
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Later that night, while Danielle and her friends were lying in bed waiting or rather sleeping while waiting for the phenomenal occur, she kept tossing and turning with heavy thoughts on her mind about of the message she received on her phone earlier this afternoon.
'I'm sorry Danielle, things are just not working out between us. It is only fair that we do not waste each other time anymore. I'm sure there is someone out there who deserve you better than me, will care for you in every way better than I. You should just move on.'
Her second wasted attempt proof her worst of luck with man. She lets out a sigh and picks up her phone to look at the time.
1 : 26 am
45 minutes to the believed appointed time the Bermuda starts acting up. She puts her phone down and lie on her back and begin fiddling with the sleeves of Jacob's jacket which he lent her.
Right at this moment, a bright illuminating light filling the yacht. Her eyes quickly caught sight of it and she was eager to wake her friends up, starting with Sara who was sleeping the closest to her.
"Sara! Sara! Wake up, you were right about the Bermuda triangle. Sa..."
Danielle looked up and caught sight of a female-liked figure illuminating just like the swirling clouds in the night sky at the bow of the yacht. She gave up her friends and left to seek out whatever that was.
The figure had a long white dress resembling a peplos. Her long and wavy nutty brown hair cascade down her back.
"Ex-Excuse me, who are you and how did you get on our yacht?"
She turned and looked at Danielle with soft blue eyes, features that were strongly defined and impossible for any human to have, and Danielle was awed by her beauty even though silence continued to weigh heavily between them.
The goddess lifted her hand to point to the sky of swirling bright light which Danielle's eyes followed the direction of her hand and instantly felt sense of tickling inside her nose.
Closing her eyes, she sneezed into darkness.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
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