the lost city

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Chapter 4: Silence
(by Eleanor, added on 16 February 2013 09:47 PM)

Drip, drip, drip.
The monotonous sound of water hitting stone reached the three pairs of ears.
"I said we shouldn't go in," whispered Gemma in the eary silence, her voice small and shaky, akin to a mouse.
"Shut up," growled Will, gripping tighter on to the two girl's hands. Amy sighed.
"Has anyone got a lamp?" she whispered, her low voice reverberating in the cavernous space. A flickering of colour, and then a light was shone forth. Each of them let out a breath they hadn't realised they'd been holding.
"Look!" squeaked Gemma, pointing. Hanging from the ceiling hewn of rock were plethoras upon plethoras of sparkling chains, winking cheekily at them from high rafters. Will gulped. "Um...What are they used for?" he hoarsely hissed, glaring at Amy.
"And I would know that because?" she snapped back, irritated.
"And what," boomed a voice from high above them, bouncing off the walls and chiming in their eardrums, "Are you doing here?"
They froze.

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