ISLAND OF CRIME
After about twenty minutes they reached an island. It
was made of black coloured rocks and caves with a weird green light coming out
of them.
“Hey! I am back! I got a boy too!” screamed Zuri.
“Yaaaay!” came out a huge bellow from the caves.
“Good job on your first kidnapping”, shouted a man
from the cave.
“Welcome to the Island of Crime”, said a rather young-looking
boy. “I am Bill”, he said. He was around Marty’s age, twelve or maybe thirteen
years old.
“I am Tony”, said one other man.
Marty was really scared looking at these terrifying
people, but he didn't cry because he was also awestruck by the beauty of the
island.
He had never seen anything like this in twelve years
of his life. But, he was worried that these kidnappers would torture or
slaughter him, he wanted to run away.
There were approximately twenty people on the island.
They either had lost an eye or had mechanical limbs. Some of them had overgrown
incisors and plaqued teeth but, Zuri, Bill and Tony looked totally normal. They
however were extremely unkempt and dirty. It seemed like they had not taken a
bath from a very very long time. Not because there was no water, they were on
an island! It was perhaps because they were too lazy to take a bath!
Bill took Marty aside and said, “This is the Island of
Crime- where all the criminals live. I am sorry if they look spooky, but I
can't do anything about it”.
“It's ready”, said Tony.
Suddenly, Marty could smell mayonnaise and fried
chicken!
“It’s burgers! Yummy!” said Bill.
Marty was hungry. His mouth was watering. He felt like
eating burgers, but he knew that there was no point hoping that he would get to
eat them.
“Come boy! Don’t you want some?” asked Tony.
“Who me?” said Marty.
“Yes you” said Zuri.
Marty gobbled up one of the burgers extremely quickly.
“Thank you for this yummy burger”, said Marty, wiping
away the Mayonnaise dripping from his mouth.
“You are welcome”, said Bill.
Marty felt a bit relaxed. Bill, Tony and Zuri weren’t
as evil as he’d thought.
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