They didn’t mean to, it was really a accident! But it just looked so… “no! Joan come back!” My friend Tiff had screamed out, her black skin glistened with sweat as her big Afro fell like it was running out of air. My other friend, Daphne, her blonde hair straight as a road. Her hazel eyes glistened as so did her skin, the tan skin looked rather milky as if a vampire had sucked her blood and her beach outfit now hung weirdly on her skin.

Slowly I turned back to the glowing gym, it wasin the middle of this huge lake or lagoon? I couldn’t tell… but it felt so close, only a few more steps and I could just touch the glowing yellow stone… “Joan Mille Weston! Get back here! You just don’t know when to stop!-“ “something’s wrong! She isn’t moving! We need to help!-“

There voices fell apon death ears as I stood, I felt like I was hunching my back to get a closer look. It felt like it was glowing for her… it felt so special! So close to her! She had to get closer. Now.

Suddenly with a burst of speed she didn’t even know of, she started to step over rocks after rocks trying to get to the middle, Tiff and Daphne were yelling but it felt like waves of encouragement that wasn’t there. She couldn’t care, she really didn’t.

Finally getting to the other side she went closer to the yellow gem having a manic smile on her face as she hunched closer to it, holding her hand out to it like a lover seeing a long distant partner. Then. A scream. Joan had cried bloody murder, she was starting to cry but small sparkles came out of her hands, she was disappearing like she was getting vaporized. It felt so painful. Like small chunks of her skin was being pulled apart and ripped off, Tiff and Daphne screamed but couldn’t move, to scared to even move closer scared they would have the same fate.

Like Joan was ever there, small sparkles of yellow were left behind. Tiff clutched onto Daphne tight before Daphne started to drag her, quickly trying to get out, yelling about the same fate that Joan got. They both didn’t want that.