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The Cambrian phantom is an odd, intelligent form of life. It is, to put it short, an inter-dimensional monster adapting through time.

If you ever seem to cross one, you will notice the phantom doesn’t have one appearance; but many different ones. They will usually appear as something very lighthearted or hilarious. Although it’s true form is indescribably terrifying.

It developed near the Cambrian explosion, miles below the surface of the ocean: as a trilobite.
Basically it wanted to be happier and has developed over millions of years to teleport through realities, searching for the perfect one.

They appear to stay linked to the first human they are friends with.
For example, my own phantom is extremely shy and prefers to stay hidden as one of my hair strands. Although still coming to my classes clubs and shopping trips.

Unfortunately they have a habit of accidentally switching everyone on the current earths universal dimension. These ‘dimension switches’ only happen when they are constantly agitated, therefore all Cambrian phantoms must be treated with respect.

It’s diet consists of pure electrical energy;enough to power a neighbourhood. Side note: they might possibly have a side order of funny jokes as well.

While only eight Cambrian phantoms have ever existed there is always a chance of seeing them since they live forever. That is all that I have for you, dear reader.
So may you travel west and east, and always find a beast.

The egg started to crumble like toppling dominos, leaving behind an odd little creature.

It’s wings were wider than two human arm spans,

It’s four little plump eyes gazed upon them like a whirlpool

and it seemed to be just to big to be inside the egg; which was a moment before near the size of a human head.

“Yes!!!” Ms Snappish shouted.

“Finally!” She gleamed, the creatures long snake-like body wriggling like a worm.”The search is over!”

“So this is a sky worm child?” Mark thought.

“Where’s it’s mother!?” Mark blurted out.

Ms snappish grinned…

As they were in the air, Ms Snappish seemed to be a bit more cautious.

“Should be here in a few minutes.” She mumbled “Sky-worm mothers never leave their kids…”

She was cut off by a riveting roar from behind, a massive sky worm of what must have been twenty metres long, emerged from the clouds.

It’s mouth was horrendous, with teeth all down it’s a throat, razor-sharp.

Ms Snappish, who by this point is utterly mad, brings up the baby to its mouth and demands it to be trained in a horrible accent.

Ms Snappish gives The beast its child and

The sky worm devours her in one gulp. GULP! Splitting the sky ship in two.

Suddenly they are tumbling through the air grasping to a blanket each trying to make a parachute, it didn’t work.

Suzy gulped as she breathed in her final breath…

…Boing! What was that? They weren’t dead! They had simply landed in their neighbours back garden on a birthday-blowup castle!

“Finally!” Mark sighed, “we’re home!”.

“Who invited you to airbags?” Ms Woodwind glared.

A slimy, mud-covered tentacle pierced through the woman’s chest and lifted her into the beasts gaping jaws.

Suddenly an insane blast of noise erupted from a giant siren, driving the Octolion away.  Mark held his ears as Suzy took cover behind the great wooden wheel beside a small, mysterious and multicoloured egg.

Mark couldn’t take the madness anymore; he sprinted to his “bed” and came out with an oil canister then immediately shoved it into the fuel tank.

Ms snappish hopped aboard with hatred in her eyes.

But before she could say any thing a large crack noise came from the egg.

“We seem to be out of fuel…” Ms Snappish said superstitiously.

“Maybe your calculations were wrong?”Suzy faked.

“RIGHT! You two obviously have something to do with this!

She yelled “So now your coming with me to find some!” She ordered,

sending them off to their room.

Mark sniggered as he rolled the fuel canister under the prison bed;

The plan was set. They could taste the lush forests they could use as cover to escape this horrid women.

Shortly afterwards, they landed upon a swampy village with a loud CRASH!

Luckily, no-one was hurt but the townsfolk were oddly silent, seeing as though one of their houses had been demolished.

Although Mark could see the fury in their eyes like bubbling magma.

“You don’t move a stupid little muscle!”Ms Snappish demanded.

20 minutes later, they were still watching the tabby woman negotiate with the silent townspeople.

The crooked branches and massive roots seemed to block out all light in the misty swamp of Watercog.

A little innocent girl skipped up to them and whispered:” Are you trying to get yourselves killed!?

You might have called an Octolion with all that racket!”. “ What’s a-

Suzy was caught off by an ear-piercing scream from one of the villagers.

You’ve most likely to have been on a sky-ship where you have a luxury pass to any room, or when the weather is just the perfect temperature

to jump into the ocean and relax!

I bet you’ve enjoyed it when cute little furry things come and play with you

making your dopamine through the roof!

Isn’t it such bliss when the wind is riding past your hair?

But I don’t recommend a ride to um- say, Burning Cove;

Where the river boils and nightmares lurk.

It would be highly unnecessary to go on a trip where your friends are untrustworthy or engines run out of fuel and you are sent plummeting to the ocean.

You are probably to sensible to believe this but,some say that there in the fields octolions  are waiting to strike.

Some might even go as far to tell you that beasts in the sky as mighty as the blue whale!

But those dear reader, are not myths…

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The engines chugged like an almighty pulse and the ground beneath mark felt cold and hard as he rose to his feat.

He seemed to be in a cramped room made of Dark oak wood, with Suzy lying lazily on the concrete bed. “Suzy wake up!” Mark called drastically.

“It’s not time for school, go awa-“ Suzy paused as she gazed her eyes around the room.”What is going on Mark!?”.

“RISE AND SHINE WARTHOGS!!!”, A woman with a particularly strong voice yelled from behind the locked door.

The children froze as they heard hands fidget and a key turn.

She gazed upon them with a horrid gaze of spite and wealth.

Her clothes seemed to ooze with dead and crying colours.

“Well what are you waiting for? Get to work!”.

“B-but-“

“NO BUTS! Come on, stop slacking!”She thundered.

“Where’s our parents?” Mark cried.

“Your parents ain’t here anymore!” She gloated leading them out of the cell”I kidnapped you devils fare and square!”

“You are both here to help me, the amazing and single Ms Snappish, to steal and return a sky-worm egg to its mother in order to tame it!”

She jeered.”I will be UNSTOPPABLE!”.

Is she blooming mad? Mark and Suzy thought simultaneously.

“Now make yourselves useful and heat up the balloon!”

This continued for about a week, securing the rigging, eating scraps and polishing tools until the glorious day were the River-flush islands were in sight.
Mark and Suzy had a plan. The plan was simple, sabotage the sky-ship.
How hard could it be?