The gate

 

Doug was waiting for his appointment with the detective in the Saint detective center. His younger sister had vanished one morning and he had no idea why. As a young 13-year-old, it seemed like he was too young to find her, but he was determined to. Finally, the clock ticked four o’clock and he was welcomed politely. “Sit down,” the detective told him, pointing to the chair. As soon as he plopped down, the detective vanished into a world of blue. Suddenly, the world went black, plunging him into darkness.

He opened his eyes and saw his body lying on the grass. Doug stood up nervously, hoping he was not in danger. In front of him lay a black polished gate. There was a key stuck inside the keyhole, radiating a mysterious feeling. Doug opened the gate and stepped back as they opened slowly.

An army of robots came marching out, one of them holding his sister in its arms. Doug felt a familiar surge of anger. His eyes blazed with rage as the robot holding her came near. This was why he hated technology! Before he could leap onto the robot, his arms were twisted behind him and a blindfold fell over his eyes.

He woke up in a dark, deserted building, his body tied to a tight chair. Two glowing eyes glared at him through the darkness, piercing his nerves. “Where is it?” a voice rasped, frightening him. He saw his sister tied next to him. “Help!” she whispered into his ear. “Help!”

Doug’s body started to shake. He realized he was kidnapped by robots. “Where is it?” the voice repeated, scaring him even more. “I don’t know,” he muttered into the darkness. BOOM! The chair crashed to the floor, freeing him. “Run!” a strong voice commanded. He tried to, but there was suddenly a hard blow landing on his head.

He woke up on a comfy bed, only to find his parents celebrating. “What happened?” he questioned his parents, frowning with confusion.  “Those robots were evil. They wanted to destroy humanity.”  his sister told him. “We finally attacked them. Turns out, we were sleeping for 5 days.”  Doug cried, “Hooray!” and threw his plaster into the air. He joined in with the celebrations but made a mental not to go venturing through a gate again, just because if he was curious.

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