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The master Djinn

... over to his dresser, and picked up a plain t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He did not bother to wear underwear, but put on socks and a pair of sneakers. It was usually cooler during this time of day and he didn’t want to be cold when he made the discovery. It got even worse when there was a wind. Tony headed above deck and up to the bridge. He looked out over the ever endless expanse of the ocean. However, Tony was instead greeted by thick fog around himself and the boat. He finally reached the bridge, and sat in his chair. He closed the door behind him as he did. “Caroline, how far are we from the coordinates?” “According to the charts, we are 20 miles away from it. By the looks of it, these coordinates will bring us right to the center of it.” Tony sat quietly for a moment and sighed. He heard the horror stories of the Bermuda triangle from his father. Whoever went inside, never came back out alive. “Thank you Caroline. Get the sails back into the wind, and continue on with our course to the destination.” Tony could feel as the boat started moving again. Something which had become second nature to him now that he had been out on the sea for so long. He looked down at his radar, and saw the point where they had crossed into the Bermuda triangle. “We are now crossing into the.” Caroline was cut off. All of equipment suddenly went black and the lights went out. Tony had been afraid that this would happen and sighed. Luckily he had prepared for this. “Just perfect… looks ...

... like I will have to do things the old fashioned way” he reached up and grabbed compass that was in the ceiling. He took it out and walked out onto the deck, towards the sails. The twin sails were connected together so that they would move as one. If it was necessary they could also move independently. Tony walked over to the handle that was used to manually guide the sails. Before the equipment went out he saw that they were still 19 miles from his destination. Using the compass, he used it to keep a direct course. He caught the wind in the sails and continued on with his journey. After half an hour, still nothing happened. He let out a large sigh. All this time, he had been going on blind faith. He had hoped that wherever the coordinates had taken him; Tony would eventually find the answers to what he and his family had always been looking for. But as he got closer to his destination, he realized that maybe they had been mistaken. Suddenly, a glow started to emanate from his pocket. It was strange because he thought he didn’t have anything in them. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the ancient parchment. Before his eyes, Tony watched as 3 words appeared below the coordinates that were already written on it. These words were: bravery, courage and finally sacrifice. Upon reading the final word, Tony heard a bone curdling scream. He looked around, and could not see much through the fog. However he steered his boat through the fog towards the sound. Through the fog, Tony ...