Area 53

by Marco Vazquez, age 10

Area 53 is a large laser tag warehouse in Manhattan. There are seven to eight large square pillars on the battlefield, with multiple props and metal gas cans and lots of camping and hiding spots in the area. As I walk into my birthday, me and my friends stare at the horror. We sprint back to the exit. But the shadow of a strange man is walking towards us. A bloody knife is glistening from the moonlight, except the moon is not normal. It’s a deep blood red color fading off the moon. Then my best friend Lachlan stares at me. A bloody grin stretches across his face. My brother and I sprint towards the warehouse, but the strange figure holding the knife is staring at us from the front, and Lachlan is behind us, and then darkness sweeps across our faces, and black is all I can remember. Suddenly I wake up and notice I am chained to a brick wall. My brother is nowhere to be seen. But then I have an amazing idea. I notice there is a large blood puddle with a couple shards of glass scattered within the area of the puddle. I lean against the brick wall to get more room to be able to get more space to grasp the largest shard with my foot. I cut the ropes holding me down. “I’m free!” I say in a whisper. I get up and the door is not locked.When I open the door, I hear loud screaming, and I see my brother trying to break free, so I open up my pocket and pull out my glass shard and cut his ropes, and then we are both together again. But then suddenly the man and Lachlan walk in. Without thinking, I grab the glass and shove it into the man’s

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