Creak! Creak! The noisy attic door opened as Cadmus and his sister, Hazel stepped in. He glanced at the golden box shimmering at the corner of the attic. Only if he could get there…suddenly, a blast knocked Cadmus off his feet. A flash of green light, and he and Hazel saw a small, but destructive tornado. The two tried to run, but within seconds, they were caught in the tornado, ripping across the room. Then, something happened; Cadmus got blasted onto wet grass…
Cadmus flashed back to about twenty minutes ago, when he was at school, having math class. “Now, students, I will assign you a test, and you need to finish the test before lunch, you have about half an hour to finish, and if you don’t finish, I won’t be sad to let you clean the floor at the end of the day. Good luck!” The classroom was silent for a moment. Suddenly, a flash of green light appeared in front of Cadmus’ eyes.
“Whoa, did you see that?” He muttered. Nobody even heard him. The teacher was already handing out the test books, saying, good luck, good luck. Maybe the flash was part of Cadmus’ imagination. As soon as he received his test book, he jumped. The flash was back. Without raising his hand, Cadmus ran out of the classroom, ignoring the other students’ stares. He ran to the hallway, and then gasped. “Hazel?” His trusty sister was standing right outside the grade 7th classroom door. “I’ve been seeing weird things!” Hazel exclaimed. “Me too. Something is wrong.” The siblings locked eyes. They ran out the building and into the noisy crowd of citizens. Except, all Cadmus and Hazel heard was the wind whistling. This was New York, and now it was more like that all the people had fainted in their houses. Cadmus turned. “Is that an attic?” There were almost no attics in New York. Cadmus even had a feeling that they needed to step in the attic, and see what was inside. “We need to do this. Something's in there. Maybe treasure, or a key that can save this city!” He insisted. “I hope you’re right.” Hazel decided as they slowly walked into the attic.
Cadmus’ knees buckled. Hazel held him before he fell onto the damp floor of the attic. Wait, attic? She looked around and saw nothing but white mist. Suddenly, the white mist formed into the shape of a man–a ghost. The air turned as cold as a frozen fridge full of ice. “W-w-what is that?” Cadmus wondered. “Wait, don’t move.” Hazel slowly approached the ghost. Another blast knocked her back. The ghost’s eyes opened, and his mouth began to move. Then, the ghost spit green mist out of his mouth and recited, You shall find the keys of hope Where the tower looms on the lope But first you must battle the monsters of doom When you find the tower, you must find the right room. The ghost disappeared. “Wow. So cool.” Cadmus said with no enthusiasm. “It’s not time for sarcasm!” Hazel said. “Dude!” Cadmus exclaimed. “Not funny.” Hazel muttered. “By the way, I actually want to leave this place.” Cadmus said. Then, they heard, “moo.” “Okay, I wish you didn’t just summon a cow by saying that you wanted to leave.” Cadmus was too stunned to speak. The cow’s moo became fainter. “Uh duh.” Cadmus’ words spilled out. “At least no more cows.” Hazel said. Suddenly, Cadmus and Hazel saw-animals? Tons of animals rushed towards them, making animal noises. “It’s a stampede," Hazel noticed. Cadmus just muttered, “eh huh?” “Argh!” Hazel dragged Cadmus. Fortunately, he was light enough for Hazel to put on her back. After a few minutes, Hazel began to tire. The stampede was still chasing her. Then, a hole appeared in front of Hazel’s view. Reluctantly, she jumped into the hole and landed with a thud. She had successfully got Cadmus to safety. Her little brother was important. She finally was so tired that she collapsed on the ground, but that only meant that she would have dreams. In her dream, Hazel dreamed about stampedes, but Cadmus was not there. She tried to run as fast as she could, but when the stampede caught up, she knew she was dead meat. Surprisingly, when the animals caught up, they didn’t move, like they were waiting for Hazel to do something. “What?” Hazel glared at the animals. Then, she sensed movement behind her. She turned and saw a woman with luxurious hair and blue eyes. The woman raised her hand and a bolt of electricity shot towards Hazel.