Maya clutches onto the sail, wind  blows through her hair. Fog blinds them as they soar between the mountains. Tyler glares at a sign written in bold. “The great wide”

Finally they felt free, they drifted closer and closer each second until, the strong wind hit them. Rain and fog blew in their faces blocking all in their sight. Without warning the sky ship uncontrollably drifts away into the night sky. Not being able to see, Maya and Tyler tried to get as close to the steering wheel as possible to take control.

Suddenly a POOF  alarmed the twins. A panic lingered upon them,  not knowing what to do they decide to do the only option, to jump out of  the ship. It was the only thing that they had thought of on the spot so decided to go with it considering that they both know how to swim. They swam as far from the great wide as fast as possible, continuous lighting struck every minute. 

In the distance a light blinded them removing all the fog in the way. All the sudden a rope fell down their ship.

“Climb up the rope!” Says a deep voice from the ship. As they climb up the rope a face looks Down at them deeply. 

“The driver will take us to your house” the man calmly said 

“Thank you” says Maya

So will they get home safely?

or will it become a disaster again?