The eye still stared at them; its soulless black eyes glowed red as the air vibrated. Without thinking, Aiden and Mason ran across the empty street. The city had a few old buildings with shattered windows and random pieces of garbage littered across the floor. The eye hovered over them but stopped and vanished. It appeared farther away and gazed at a blue orb that shone, the orb flashed image after image.
Before Aiden and Mason could move another step, two ghostly pale hands picked them up and threw them away. Mason yelled and gasped for air, while Aiden just accepted his fate to die. Aiden and Mason crash-landed beside a wall next to withered trees. The sky was orange and red, and its gray clouds swirled around.
“Find the key,” the eye whispered; even from afar, they could still hear it. “Unlock the door.”
They appeared back on the streets, sitting on the floor while a few people were trying to get farther from the eye. They both got up and stared at the eye, which stared back with its single lifeless pupil.
Nighttime quickly came in, and the streets were soon empty. Strange shadows lay near the broken lights that flickered. Both of them wandered around the stranded city and soon came across an abandoned mansion.
The mansion had two large red-grayish doors, dirty windows–some were broken and had vines that came out and a big, dark roof with some holes on top. Aiden and Mason decided to go inside to loot whatever they could find. The doors creaked and groaned as they opened them. Aiden and Mason stepped inside and turned around to face the pure darkness of the house.
Once inside, Aiden and Mason looked around, opened the closest door, and went inside. It was a small bedroom with a large mirror, withered plants, a bed with old pillows, a few drawers, and a chandelier–which had fallen on top of everything. They opened the drawers and found a flashlight which would be useful in the dark, and a key. They both examined it, the key looked normal—-an old silver key with a few rusts on the edges.
They both left the room, but the door wasn’t there when they looked back. The room had entirely changed into a different one. It seemed like a hospital, with medical beds and hospital items scattered on the floor. They opened the nearest door, closed it, and opened it thinking they would see the hospital room again. Instead, it was a living room with white, ripped couches, and a flipped brown table missing a leg. They repeatedly opened and closed doors until they found a room with one single rotating door, it had an eye printed on top–the same eye at the start.
Aiden and Mason both stopped and stared at the door.
“Should we open it?” Mason said in sign language.
They both stepped forward to open the door, but it was locked. Aiden got the key that was in his pocket and pushed the key inside. The door slammed open revealing a familiar city burned and crumbled. The eye stared at them, the air vibrated and the eye started glowing red.