AnthonyGodwin

It was an accident. 
It shouldn't have happened.
But, the deed has been done, they must face their fears or die. 
Jeff and his friend Matt were playing in Max Peter's laboratory when they accidentally touched an ancient relic, the Slate of Vale, which was the key to the prison of the world deadliest creature. Vortex.
Now, the prison of Vortex has vanished, together with the Slate of Vale, and nobody knows where except the two boys.
Both boys were forced to swear never to reveal the location of the Slate of Vale to anyone, but that was before they knew that the slate of vale was the only thing keeping the world from crumbling.
Will they reveal the sacred secret to the world and die? Or will Vortex escape the prison and hunt them?
Either way, their fate has been sealed.

The Slate Of Vale

Flashes of lightning brightened the dark smoky atmosphere and the drizzling of the rain, cloaked with the sooth that suspended in the moist air. There were distant screams of pain and anguish. The whole place was desolate and the heat of the burning buildings was not affected by the lightning or the drizzling rain.


Jeff coughed himself up to a sitting position, his head was throbbing like a steam engine and his body aches all over. The metallic taste of blood in his mouth made him lick his dry lips; he needed no mirror to tell that his lips were swollen. Despite the pulsing headache, his eyes seemed to be the only thing that was not hurting at the moment.


Where am I? He asked himself as his blurred vision came to settle on the floor that was covered with wet sooth. He could tell the floor was made of wood from the cracking sound it whined under his weight and the way it picks up flame.


CHAPTER 55