Snippet #1953247

Vincent Dibson

Vince stared at the new pairs of twins appearing ahead of them. He swallowed nervously, the realization of what’s going on hitting him with a full force. They would have to make friends with them. All those foreign creatures with different traditions and backgrounds... and morals. And how long would that take to happen? He and Marie might have to stay here for years before they get anything done, never getting off this island, completely cut off from their family and home... Vince looked down, clenching his fists in agitation.

When he felt Marie’s hand on his shoulder, he turned to her. He knew Marie felt what he felt through their link, and in the back of his mind Vince felt bad for lowering Marie’s good mood. Looking into his sister’s eyes, he listened to what she had to say. Typical Marie, giving her little speeches. He though over what Marie had to say. The mansion was pretty impressive and the beach was huge. Vince suddenly remembered what his father once told him when he was younger. Never to judge a book by its cover. Whatever he might have heard about werewolves, and vampires, and demons Vince decided to expel from his mind. He couldn’t base his judgement on the scary stories he was told when he was young. This was something new. All of them were something new, and all it takes was to get used to it.

Giving Marie a smile of gratitude, he said to her, “Thank you, Marie. I think I needed that.” And he meant it. Jogging behind his sister, they made it to the huge doors of the mansion. Giving a slow whistle at its size, Vince turned to Marie. “Let’s see what happens from here on out, shall we?” he said jokingly with a small smile, pushing open the doors into the greeting hall. Vince couldn’t believe his eyes at first, gaping at the giant chandelier and ornate walls. “Wow,” he could only breathe out. He was sure Marie felt the same way. “Isn’t this something?”