There is no limit to time itself
"You can't do this!" Jack screamed over the ear splitting winds that erupted from the small door.
"Jack, what else do you want me to do!? Do you want me to keep suffering like this?! I need to put an end to it!" I shrieked back feeling the lump in my throat. My hair swirled around me and my shirt flapped wildly around my abdomen.
The tears in both our eyes showed and they burned as the wind brutally beat them. I averted my gaze and let a tear slip down.
"Jack-" I started.
"NO! Kyla no. I can't let you do this. What happens if you get hurt? What happened if no one can save you?!" He croaked out. His nose was red and shiny and his eyes glistened. In this state he seemed so fragile, like when he was little and he fell off the tree and bruised his knee.
I told him that I would always be there to help him and I would never let anything bad happen to him again.
"I have always been there for you haven't I?!" I demanded. He looked up in slight confusion but nodded anyway.
"Well now it's your turn to be here for me" I pronounced. His face mirrored shock and hurt. I took a step back.
"Kyla!" He shrieked in panic as I took another back, only to step into thin air. Into the door.
Kyla, Jack and Chris. They are that group of little misfits who love a good adventure. They sneak out, go to parties, and know how to have a good time.
They end up making the mistake of running around an on hold construction site. They discover a steel trap door that was buried many years ago.
Weird unexplainable events happen, causing them to dig deeper into the past, or underground.