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Chapter 4 by Enfforlife Enfforlife

Clothes, sand, captors?

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She stood, thinking about what else happened before her awakening. After the dares she escorted Miranda back to their room. Miranda got dressed. And suddenly there was an alarm and red lights flashing in the halls. Emma ran down the hall to figure out the problem. Miranda was trying to follow but she wasn’t completely dressed and kept tripping and having to get her clothes back on. Emma saw Mia running towards the last life boat as it drifted away. The boat tipped some more. Mia and Emma both slid downwards. Miranda was nowhere to be seen but was assumed to be holding on. Mia began to tumble and hit her head on a horn. Emma kept sliding and grabbed onto some railing. Her grip loosened as the ship was becoming less horizontal. She let her left hand hang. She unbuckled her belt and swung it around the bar. She tried to get to a higher point by shimmying. Halfway, there was a snap and she was ****.

That explains why she’s in this mess. She resumed her spot on the island and looked around. Following the trail of sand with her eyes, she saw a tan figure approach. She blinked to clear her eyes. It was Mia. She lent out a hand. Her front was covered in sand but the rest was bare. Emma smiled and laughed.

Now what?

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