….. the island in the clouds are real!! All the years of searching paid off. Scott Johnson and his
crew have been looking for the mythical island for years. However, what the
crew didn’t know what will be awaiting them on this island. The team’s plane
landed on the island and they immediately got out observing the island. As soon
as Carl, a member of the team, stepped out the plane a loud, screeching howl
was released. The whole team was startled, but Scott insisted that they just
look around for a little bit. The island was beautiful. It was a forest of sky scraping trees, the flowers were bright, the grass greener than any other
grass they’ve ever seen. Sammy, the third member of the team, seen the flowers
and immediately wanted to get one and take it home. She walked to a bright red rose.
She reached out for it and as soon as her hand touched a pedal it cut her
deeply. It started to bleed profusely. Scott had a medical kit on him, but he
didn’t have any stitches, which Sammy needed. He wrapped her finger in plenty
of gauze and said she’ll be fine until they get back home. They began walking
into the forest. 30 minutes into their expedition they seen a creature unlike
anything they’ve seen before. It walked on all fours, fangs as long and sharp
as butcher knives; its eyes were large and black, and it had 3 rows of razor
sharp teeth that were about 5 inches long. The team stood there in awe and
realized that this island wasn’t their scene. Out of nowhere a creature that
seemed to look like a flying wolf swooped down grabbing the large fanged
creature. The team began to run back towards their plane and noticed they were
being chased by, what seemed to look like monkeys with sickles for hands and
were gaining speed quickly. One monkey leaped high into the air, stabbing Carl
in the back. He dropped to the ground and before being slashed by the sickle he
told the team to get the hell off this island. Sammy and Scott were crying and
running at the same time. They knew why the government kept this from then,
they realized that this wasn’t what it seemed. They saw their plane about 200
yards in front of them. To their right was a creature with the body of a bear,
head of a lion, and teeth of a shark running toward them. Scott pulled out his
revolver and shot at the creature. He shot him 3 times, but it didn’t seem to
faze the creature. The creature ran right past Scott, taking Sammy and running
deeper into the forest and eventually climbing a tree. Scott was the only one
left now. More scared than ever he knew he had to get off this island. Scott ran
up into the plane fidgeting to get it started. In front of him, 6 mammoth-like
creatures came stampeding toward him. Behind them was a huge dinosaur-like
creature that looked hungry. Scott didn’t plan on dying, so he tried to pull
off. Before he could, the mammoth-like creature rammed the plane knocking Scott
unconscious. He woke up several hours later. It was dark now. He heard howls
and snarls everywhere. He had no way to get off the island now because his
plane was wrecked. He took out his revolver, put it to his head and pulled the
trigger. Nothing came out, no more bullets, stuck on the island in the clouds
to die. Behind him he heard a loud howl and grunts. He turned around and seen
two creatures that, for some reason had very familiar eyes. One was a bull-like
creature with blood dripping from his face, horns long and pointy, hooves as hard as granite, and his tail was spiked. The other was a sheep-like creature with a
tongue like a snake, and razor sharp teeth. They charged him furiously and
there was nothing he could do. As soon as the bull-like creature rammed him he
realized that these were the eyes of his crew; Sammy and Carl. Could these be
his friends? The islands on the clouds were discovered by many other explorers
who never made it off. An island not to be tolerated with. Forever will it stay
in the clouds awaiting more people to die by the creatures who populate the island.
They die then become creatures that are to be trapped in the clouds for
eternity.
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