It was the last day of school, and Tim was happy. After school, Charlene, Chip, and Tim went to Sea World to find out about the orca. Charlene showed the security guard her pass, and they walked into the orca training area. “
“Jack” Charlene said,
“Have you noticed this missing orca?”
“Yes, but I haven’t told anyone.
“We know who stole him.”
“Who?!” Jack said, it almost sounded as if he was yelling, and a few guests in the grandstands looked over.
Tim replied, “He’s a whaler who kills whales and feeds them to sharks. He has a strange profession…” He trailed off. “Do you know anything about the orca?” Charlene asked. “Not much, she was new, but she is pregnant. This is bad…” The situation sounded worse than it really was, because the whale wasn’t long enough into pregnancy to be too worried.
Suddenly, a man wearing a security guard outfit walked up to Tim and Charlene, and put a gun to their chest, and followed them to a van. “You will say nothing about this, or I will kill you,” Hissed a man who was with the fake security guard.
“You won’t say a thing!”
The van was a small, cold, place with metal everywhere. He could see a little bit out of the window, and that let some light in. They had both been ducked-taped around the feet and the hands. Charlene whispered, “How are we going to get out of here? She started struggling as Tim said, “I don’t know. But something tells me that that knife may help.” He motioned to a small pocket knife over in the corner. The van came to an abrupt stop, and Charlene’s flip flop came off. “Great,” she said. The van door swung open, they took the tape off of them, and they were thrown into a swamp-like marsh. The van quickly drove off.
Charlene took her other flip-flop off, and stuffed it in her pocket. “Where are we?” she asked. “Somewhere away from civilization,” Tim said. He walked up to her and told her to follow him. “Were lost,” he said. “Duh,” Charlene snapped. They were walking, when suddenly they stepped into a tan colored mud puddle, about the size of a swimming pool. “Were sinking!” Charlene screamed. Tim looked around, and didn’t see a stick or anything to keep him or Charlene from sinking. He lifted up his leg, and noticed that they stopped. Charlene waded over to him, about waist deep in mud. They started sinking again, and Charlene screamed. “This thing has to make up his mind!”
They finally stopped sinking, chest deep. Charlene grabbed the grass, and tried climbing up, but she slipped. “How are we going to get out of here? It’s getting dark, and if we don’t get out of here before it’s nighttime —“
“Don’t say it!” Tim hissed.
They finally found a vine and climbed it. Since it was getting dark, they had to find a place to sleep before nighttime. They set up shelter and before they knew it they were asleep.
“What if we don’t get out of here?” Charlene asked Tim.
“We will. Don’t worry.” He replied back.
They walked away, not as muddy as yesterday, but still had some on them. They decided to hike over south, the direction that the van came. They finally sat down on a fallen tree, and Charlene asked, “So you’re super sure we will get home?” Charlene asked. “Positive,” Tim replied. She wiggled her hand under his, and he squeezed her a little bit tighter. (ß OMG love!)
They finally came up to a bus, where they both got on. The smelly children got off, but as the bus left, they realized they got off at the wrong stop. They walked through downtown Orlando, and stopped at a lake. The both sat down on the pavement. “So what are we going to do? We have no way of going home, and we are just lost. This went from an Orca hunt to me and you getting stuck in…what was that? A quicksand pit?”
“It’s okay. We can just get on a bus and go home, or get the cops and they will help us.” Tim replied, worried.
“I hope your right.” She sobbed. He gave her a hug, and they walked to the bus stop.
Once home, Tim was welcomed to his crying mom and dad, who gave him hugs and let him stay up late. He took a shower, he went to bed, and fell asleep in 2 minutes.
He met up with Chip, Charlene, and Jack the next day. Charlene told them about what happened to them and then Chip interrupted, “So what are we going to do?”
Jack said, “I found out where the whaler hides. He lives in an old abandon storage building, known as “Orlando Storage.” He bought it, renovated it, and supposedly put a small whale tank in there.”
“Good job,” Tim said, and sniffed due to a runny nose from his weekend ordeal. “So we go to Orlando Storage?” Charlene asked “Yes. We strike at midnight.” Tim added.
It was midnight, and Tim had snuck out along with Chip and Charlene. Jack didn’t come, because he had work to do. The kids went to the Orlando Storage building, and the lights were on only in 1 window. They snuck in through a window, and walked into the lobby. They all had their DS’s, just in case they were separated. “Creepy,” Chip said. “Beyond that,” Charlene added. As they walked through, they could tell the building was abandon. Tim tried the elevator, but it didn’t turn on. “I guess we take the stairs!” Tim said. They went through the stairs, up until the 6th floor. “Alright,” Tim told everyone. “Chip, you go with Charlene and head to the 9th floor, where the light was on. I’ll go to the roof and check up on the orca. Are we clear?”
Tim, who seemed to be the leader of the group, was nervous. He didn’t know what to expect. At first, he thought he may find a sick, or worse, a dead orca. He shook those thoughts out of his head. As he was running up the stairs, he heard footfalls below him.
Someone was following him.
Charlene and Chip Ran up the second flights of stairs, to the 9th floor, where they heard a man with an English accent talking. “I know, Brian. I know!” He shouted into the phone. “I know we need the money, but I need to fatten up this whale. We can’t sell her as shark meat until she is larger. I’ll give her 2 days. I know. I will talk to you later. Bye.” He hung up the phone, when he walked over to the wall and flicked a switch in the up position. Suddenly, the whole entire building lit up, even the storage sign out front. He said to himself, “I need to kill this whale before the building demolition.” Chip coughed, and Charlene elbowed him. But it was too late.
"Do your duty in all things. You cannot do more, you should never wish to do less."
~Robert E. Lee