This was a collaborative work with three other people for our school's publishing club. We were tasked to each start our own story and swap stories continuing where the last person left off. It's a fun thing to do if you get a large group of friends together. Each person's part is marked differently so you can tell where each person in my group left off and began.

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           She stared at the almost black water, standing on the rotting bridge. Her eyes twinkling with mischief. The bubbles telling her that something was in the water.

          Her toffee hands tossing the blood-stained money into the water, its surface sparkling like the stars in the night sky. She threw her head back and laughed. It was the laugh of someone who had lost all of her sanity, someone who couldn't decipher the meanings of life any longer. She threw her shoes into the obsidian lake and pondered whether or not she should follow them, all the way down, down, down. The definition of insanity is "trying something over and over, expecting a different result." Over and over. Over and over.

          Suddenly a squid grabbed her waist and pulled her under. She tried desperately to pry the tentacles off but her attempts were useless. She was dying. Her brain lapsed and her heart stopped. Her limp body floated to the top.