"Trixie!" Jack's eyes flew open and he ran out of the basement, into the open air.
"Jack, what the hell are you doing?!" Alice yelled after him. "You'll get yourself killed!"
Jack flew down the road and felt a wet tear trickle down his face as he remembered Trixie. "Please don't be dead, don't be dead," he pleaded, running to his house. There was no sign of the black and white puppy, so he sat down on a stone and began crying. The planes were out of sight now, gone. Something wet slobbered over his cheek and he pushed it away. The familiar whine echoed into his ear and his eyes flew open, almost laughing as he embraced his dog. Then he saw a figure. Another survivor! he thought suddenly, racing towards the figure as Trixie followed him. It  was a girl, a girl he knew.
"Stef?" he asked in astonishment, recognizing the girl from his class. 

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(What's going on?)

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(Not much, the helicopters are gone probably coming back and Jack has just met an old friend who is still alive XD)

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(Where have you guys gone, there's no posts!! )

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(Hehe. Hmm, let me try something ...)


Ricky's eyes widened as he slid down further through the caved area; he and the food were sent tumbling down a tunnel-like hole, finally crashing into the ground. A low gasp escaped Ricky as he rolled across the ground, digging his heels into the floor as to stop. He climbed to his feet in silence, his eyes full of wonder and shock at the sights around him. He was not only in a cave ... not only underground ... he was surrounded by thousands of gleaming diamonds.

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Jack grabbed Steph's wrist as he heard the helicopter , roaring over them. Somewhere in the panic, he lost his grip and lost her, and shrieked, clapping a hand over his mouth immediately, as he hurtled down, plummeting into an endless void of black.
"Ow!" he cursed as he hit a stone floor.

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"Get off me, ### ######, Quane snapped, shoving the stranger off him as he moved to stand beside Ricky, watching the glimmering diamonds around him. "Dibs. This is my new home. Bye bye everyone, see you tomorrow", he muttered, placing all their food in a corner without hesitation.

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"What the hell?" Jack stuttered as he stared at the glittering diamonds. "Flippin heck..."
He looked behind him for Steph. "Steph? Have you seen this?" No reply. Jack frowned and then slowly walked forwards, his hand brushing along the magical stones. He heard shouting.
He began to shout 'Hello,' but he stopped himself in time suddenly aware of his surroundings. He was all alone. A survivor. They may not be his friends. His family were dead. His dog was - where? He checked behind. Yep, there she was. Trixie trotted forward and licked his face. Shadows advanced. Hide. The instinct came to Jack immediately. He slipped into a small alcove. He could just about fit, and to his relief, it wound further, like a small tunnel. 
"Trixie," he whispered quietly. "Come on, come on girl." Trixie looked at him hesitantly. He pinched the bridge of his nose. She always used to come to him, maybe the destruction had shaken her. She tilted her head to one side, and then ran off. "No, Trixie!" Jack reached forward and was able to grab her collar. She aimed a bite at his hand. Shocked, Jack withdrew his hand and stared in horror as the small dog trotted off, barking.
"No!" Jack hissed. "Bad girl, Trixie!" No use hiding now, she'd given away where he was. He climbed out with a sigh, rounded a corner and sighed with relief when he saw two boys staring back at him. (Quane and Ricky XD)

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Quane glared at Jack, but then released a low sigh and turned to face the largest diamonds again; the ones before him. Ricky grimaced beside him as he studied the five-inch cut along his left leg, brushing the dirt off his skin as his wound bled. "Minor injury", he muttered, turning to face Quane again. "So? You have dibs here, hmm? Well, I'm offering the position of a room-mate, so ..." he murmured, calmly seating himself as he gathered all their food, watching Jack out of the corner of his eye. Quane continued to glare, frustrated at the stranger's presence. He wanted to be alone so that he could cry and, well - be moody in general. 

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Jack smirked lightly at the expression of the boy, clearly wanting to leave him alone. He chose to ignore his knowledge of that. "To be honest," he said, running a hand through his hair and smiling slightly. "I think you two may be better off up there." And then the ground started to shake. 

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