he collapsed and fell flat on his face
The door opened, and Dylan was thrown in by a pair of guards. He fell to his knees, and then got up, looking around at the two other occupants, one of which was lying on the floor. "Where are we? Are you alright, sir?" He asked, looking down at the kid on the floor.
Before he hit the ground, Jason attempted to catch him. although he shouldn't have been able to, but he did.
"You said you could do magic and then you... you fell on your face. well you almost did.
his eyes turned red"i can do magic, you hae to believe me"
"but i already tried, and my powers are not working right now"
Dylan looked at the two arguing. "Calm down you two, we do not want any fights here yet," he said with a hint of a Russian accent. "I believe you, that you can perform magic. I can, too, and if we ever get out of here, I can show you. " He noticed a strange constriction around his neck, and discovered a collar. What is this? He thought, pointing it out to the other members of the room.
he looked at jason"see mister, i can do magic"
"I'll believe it when and IF I see it." Jason said.
Moments later, the door opens once more, allowing Michael to be thrown in. He manages to land on his side, although he does not look happy. He sighs and speaks rather quietly.
"Ugh, first, I get kidnapped. Then, I'm thrown in with a bunch of...Well, I can only assume we're all convicts."
Michael assumes a comfortable sitting position, and scratches his head.
"I apologize to not introduce myself first, but, I must ask, where on Earth am I!?"
"Ugh, first, I get kidnapped. Then, I'm thrown in with a bunch of...Well, I can only assume we're all convicts."
Michael assumes a comfortable sitting position, and scratches his head.
"I apologize to not introduce myself first, but, I must ask, where on Earth am I!?"
Michael looks displeased, though he looks to the kid with patience.
"Right...Someone, I beg, answer my question."
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