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The waters of the San Francisco Bay churned as the small speedboat sped past, the waters a murky black with swift currents.  The sky was a pitch-black blanket dappled with stars.  There were three teenagers in the boat, a girl and two boys, friends since childhood.  They were speeding towards the eerie island, Alcatraz.

The oldest, Indigo, was steering.  He was tall, lanky, with hair the color of wheat, and eyes piercing blue.  He was wearing baggy jeans and a large hooded sweatshirt.  The girl, Jayden, was only seventeen, a year younger than Indigo.  She had on sweatpants and a long-sleeved shirt.  Her hair was in a bun, some of the auburn curls whisping down.  Her eyes were a vivid green as she watched the approaching island.

Adrian’s attire was drastically different than the others.  It consisted of baggy jean shorts that went just past his knees, and a white tank top muscle shirt.  His hair was as black as the waters around them, his eyes a grey.  He was leaned back in his seat, a hat covering his face.

Indigo steered his dad’s speedboat expertly, siding up to the dock.  Adrian pushed his hat back and tied the boat down by a rope.  Jayden got up, the last to leave the boat.  Adrian and Indigo helped her onto the dock.

  “Thanks, guys,” she said, “this place is creepy. You sure you want to do this?”
They started up the winding trail towards the old cell house.

  “Yeah. We’re here and there’s no turning back.  You said you wanted to check it out with us, so that’s what we’re going to do, okay?” Indigo arrogantly replied.  Adrian shoved Indigo, jokingly, saying,

  “Hey, cut her some slack, Mr. I-Don’t-Care-About-Anything!  Girls get creeped out easily, man.”
Indigo flicked him off.  They reached the top of the trail, Jayden hesitating before following the boys.

  “Don’t be a wuss, Jay.  The stories aren’t true. No ghosts are going to pop out and try to kill you,” Indigo said sarcastically.

  “Screw you, Indigo,” she replied back.
The cell house loomed overhead.

  “Check the doors, Adrian. Please,” whispered Jayden shakily.

  “Yeah, sure.  Any of you got flashlights?” Adrian asked, while checking his pockets.

  “Nope,” Indigo and Jayden replied simultaneously.

  “Crap.  How’re we gonna see when we’re in there?” asked Adrian.

  “Don’t know.  See if there’s lights inside, probably,” Jayden answered.
They all looked at the forbidding structure.

  “Only one way to find out,” Adrian remarked as he started to walk towards the door.  He opened it and briskly walked inside, not bothering to wait for the other two.
Inside, Adrian found himself in what looked like a waiting room, with a large metal door ahead and slightly to the right.  He could barely see, the room almost as dark as it was outside.

He walked along the walls, fumbling as he tried to find some sort of light switch.  Adrian worked his way around, coming to a stop next to the metal door.  Suddenly, he heard a noise, so soft it could have been the wind.  As he listened, it came again, a little bit louder this time.

  “It’s gotta be coming from the other side of this door,” he thought to himself.  He pressed his ear to the door, trying to discern what it was.  He couldn’t hear anything, the noise had stopped.

  “That’s weird,” he mumbled to himself.
The front door behind him opened, making him jump. He turned around quickly, only to find Jayden and Indigo looking at him curiously.

  “Are you okay, Adrian?  You look like you just seen a ghost,” whispered Jayden.

  “Yeah.  Yeah, I’m fine,” he said, sounding like he was trying to convince himself more than them.
Adrian looked at Indigo, who was trying not to laugh.

  “We just totally freaked you out, man!” Indigo said, finally letting the laughs rip loose.
Adrian saw that the bottom half of Indigo’s pants were wet.

  “What’d you do, go to the boat?” he asked Jayden.

  “Yeah, i had to talk Indigo out of ditching you here,” she whispered.
Indigo briefly stopped laughing to ask,

  “So, Adrian, what freaked you out?  Did a ghost pop out or something?” he started laughing hysterically and fell on the floor.

  “No, but if you don’t stop that, my fist will pop out at you!” Adrian kicked him in the side, making Indigo sober up quickly.

  “You guys, stop fighting.  What’s behind the door, Adrian?” Jayden said, again whispering.

  “Don’t know.  Why are we whispering?” Adrian whispered back.

  “Cause i can, that’s why.  Indigo, get up.  Either we go on our little escapade, or we head back home.  Your choice, people.”  She walked to the metal door and opened it as Indigo and Adrian followed her.

  “I ain’t going back,” Adrian said indignantly.
They walked through the door into a small room with cubbies and a large glass panel separating it right down the middle.  Each cubby had a telephone connecting to the cubby on the other side of the glass.

  “This looks like the visiting room,” whispered Jayden.
They looked around, Adrian going directly to the door on the right wall.

  “I think whatever we’re looking for should be on the other side,” he said quietly.
Jayden and Indigo looked at each other, then walked towards Adrian as he opened it.  It led to a short hallway, which was connected to many corridors leading to the cells.

  “Bingo.  We’ve hit jackpot, Houston,” exclaimed Indigo happily.
Jayden looked up at the tiers of cells three stories high.  Adrian started walking down the corridor ahead of them.

  “The cellblock to your right should be B block, the one to your left should be C block.  If you follow me please,” he loudly said.

  “Where are we going?” asked Jayden, as she and Indigo ran to catch up with Adrian, their footsteps echoing behind them.

  “We’re going to D block,” Adrian enthusiastically replied.
He took a sharp left at the end of the block, stopping to wait for the other two.  When they rounded the corner, they almost ran smack dab into Adrian.  He looked as if he was listening to something intently.

  “Do you hear that?” he asked, slightly whispering.
They all listened, finally hearing what Adrian had heard.  It was the sound of a woman sobbing.  All of a sudden, an apparition appeared, a little girl in a white dress walking away from them.  She was dragging a teddy bear in her hand while singing softly, the sobbing getting louder.

Then she just vanished into the darkness.  Adrian stood there silently, listening as the sobbing stopped.  Jayden was clinging to his hand so tightly that his bones felt like they were going to crack.  He finally realized that she was hyperventilating very badly.  He turned and looked at Indigo, who was as white as a sheet and shaking in his shoes.

  “ Your idea wasn’t as bright as you thought it’d be, was it, Indigo?” Adrian said mockingly.
Indigo just shook his head  ‘no’.

  “Guys, let’s just see what we came to see and get out of here, okay?” Jayden whispered, as she calmed down a bit.
Indigo, forgetting the apparition, asked,

  “Adrian, which one is cell 14 D?”  Adrian looked around, and, having spied the staircase, started going up to the second tier of cells.

  “I guess that answers your question,” remarked Jayden.
They followed, watching as Adrian looked at the row of cells, then started up another staircase to the third tier.  They followed as quickly as they could.  Adrian walked down the row, counting cells as he went.

Finally, he stopped in front of 14 D, almost at the end of the hall.  When Jayden and Indigo stopped next to him, they saw that this was the only whose door was opened.

  “Whoa.  Hey, Adrian, can you shut us in there, so that we can, you know, get the feel of the place?” Indigo asked.
Jayden peered inside, not liking the cold chill that went down her spine.

  “Yeah, but only for a couple of minutes, man.  Then we gotta go,” Adrian replied, not appreciating the fact that the cell was at least twenty degrees colder than the hallway.  Indigo pulled Jayden in with him, Jayden looking back as Adrian shut the cell door.  He didn’t close it all the way, only leaving a tiny crack between the door and the wall.

  “What’s it like in there, guys?” he called out.
Out of nowhere, the door clicked all the way closed, a grinding noise in Adrian’s ears as the deadbolt slid in place.

  “Adrian! You can let us out now!” called Jayden.

  “Hold on. I think the doors are jammed,” Adrian questioningly said.

  “Adrian, we’re not kidding. Let us out, man,” Indigo yelled through the door.  Then, as Adrian was pushing on the stubborn door, he heard a ripping sound, as if flesh were being torn.

  “Oh my gosh!  Adrian!  Open the door NOW!” screamed Jayden.
He tried to pull it open, but it wouldn’t budge.

  “I’m trying!” he yelled back.
A body struck the inside cell wall.  He tried the door again, and it gave out a little bit.  Indigo was screaming as if in terrible pain.  Jayden yelled to him again, but he couldn’t understand what she said.  She said it again, only louder, and he finally understood what she was saying.

  “Adrian, he’s killing Indigo!  Help us!”  she was crying, pounding on the other side of the cell door.
Adrian frantically tried to open the door more, hearing his own pulse pounding in his ears as blood splattered through the crack in the door he had managed to pry open more.  Out of stress, his nose started to bleed, making Adrian panic even more.  Something thumped against the cell door, and the screaming abruptly stopped.  The door finally gave all the way, and he pushed it back.

When he looked inside, blood was sprayed everywhere.  Jayden was in the fetal position in the far left corner, blood all over her.  Indigo’s mutilated corpse was in the middle of the cell.  His right arm had been ripped from the socket, it lie by the door.  His head was attached to his body by only a small flap of skin.

There was a hole in his stomach, the guts spilling out onto the floor.  Deep lacerations were all over Indigo’s dead flesh.  Adrian felt like he was going to puke.  He walked over to Jayden, picked her up, and carried her to the hall.  Then, he sat on the floor, his back to the wall, and held her in his lap, trying to calm her down.

  “We gotta call the cops, Jay.  They’ll know what to do.  What did you see?” he talked to her slowly, keeping her panic at bay for the moment.

  “Adrian, he had glowing eyes.  He killed him with glowing eyes and he smiled.  He smiled while did that to our friend, to our Indigo,” she broke down, crying hysterically.
Adrian pulled out his cell phone, and dialed 9-1-1.

  “Yeah, this is Adrian Summers.......I’m at the cell house on Alcatraz Island.......my best friend, Indigo James, has been murdered......”

Description
The waters of the San Francisco Bay churned as the small speedboat sped past, the waters a murky black with swift currents.  The sky was a pitch-black blanket dappled with stars.  There were three teenagers in the boat, a girl and two boys, friends since childhood.  They were speeding towards the eerie island, Alcatraz.

The oldest, Indigo, was steering.  He was tall, lanky, with hair the color of wheat, and eyes piercing blue.  He was wearing baggy jeans and a large hooded sweatshirt.  The girl, Jayden, was only seventeen, a year younger than Indigo.  She had on sweatpants and a long-sleeved shirt.  Her hair was in a bun, some of the auburn curls whisping down.  Her eyes were a vivid green as she watched the approaching island.

Adrian’s attire was drastically different than the others.  It consisted of baggy jean shorts that went just past his knees, and a white tank top muscle shirt.  His hair was as black as the waters around them, his eyes a grey.  He was leaned back in his seat, a hat covering his face.

Indigo steered his dad’s speedboat expertly, siding up to the dock.  Adrian pushed his hat back and tied the boat down by a rope.  Jayden got up, the last to leave the boat.  Adrian and Indigo helped her onto the dock.

  “Thanks, guys,” she said, “this place is creepy. You sure you want to do this?”
They started up the winding trail towards the old cell house.

  “Yeah. We’re here and there’s no turning back.  You said you wanted to check it out with us, so that’s what we’re going to do, okay?” Indigo arrogantly replied.  Adrian shoved Indigo, jokingly, saying,

  “Hey, cut her some slack, Mr. I-Don’t-Care-About-Anything!  Girls get creeped out easily, man.”
Indigo flicked him off.  They reached the top of the trail, Jayden hesitating before following the boys.

  “Don’t be a wuss, Jay.  The stories aren’t true. No ghosts are going to pop out and try to kill you,” Indigo said sarcastically.

  “Screw you, Indigo,” she replied back.
The cell house loomed overhead.

  “Check the doors, Adrian. Please,” whispered Jayden shakily.

  “Yeah, sure.  Any of you got flashlights?” Adrian asked, while checking his pockets.

  “Nope,” Indigo and Jayden replied simultaneously.

  “Crap.  How’re we gonna see when we’re in there?” asked Adrian.

  “Don’t know.  See if there’s lights inside, probably,” Jayden answered.
They all looked at the forbidding structure.

  “Only one way to find out,” Adrian remarked as he started to walk towards the door.  He opened it and briskly walked inside, not bothering to wait for the other two.
Inside, Adrian found himself in what looked like a waiting room, with a large metal door ahead and slightly to the right.  He could barely see, the room almost as dark as it was outside.

He walked along the walls, fumbling as he tried to find some sort of light switch.  Adrian worked his way around, coming to a stop next to the metal door.  Suddenly, he heard a noise, so soft it could have been the wind.  As he listened, it came again, a little bit louder this time.

  “It’s gotta be coming from the other side of this door,” he thought to himself.  He pressed his ear to the door, trying to discern what it was.  He couldn’t hear anything, the noise had stopped.

  “That’s weird,” he mumbled to himself.
The front door behind him opened, making him jump. He turned around quickly, only to find Jayden and Indigo looking at him curiously.

  “Are you okay, Adrian?  You look like you just seen a ghost,” whispered Jayden.

  “Yeah.  Yeah, I’m fine,” he said, sounding like he was trying to convince himself more than them.
Adrian looked at Indigo, who was trying not to laugh.

  “We just totally freaked you out, man!” Indigo said, finally letting the laughs rip loose.
Adrian saw that the bottom half of Indigo’s pants were wet.

  “What’d you do, go to the boat?” he asked Jayden.

  “Yeah, i had to talk Indigo out of ditching you here,” she whispered.
Indigo briefly stopped laughing to ask,

  “So, Adrian, what freaked you out?  Did a ghost pop out or something?” he started laughing hysterically and fell on the floor.

  “No, but if you don’t stop that, my fist will pop out at you!” Adrian kicked him in the side, making Indigo sober up quickly.

  “You guys, stop fighting.  What’s behind the door, Adrian?” Jayden said, again whispering.

  “Don’t know.  Why are we whispering?” Adrian whispered back.

  “Cause i can, that’s why.  Indigo, get up.  Either we go on our little escapade, or we head back home.  Your choice, people.”  She walked to the metal door and opened it as Indigo and Adrian followed her.

  “I ain’t going back,” Adrian said indignantly.
They walked through the door into a small room with cubbies and a large glass panel separating it right down the middle.  Each cubby had a telephone connecting to the cubby on the other side of the glass.

  “This looks like the visiting room,” whispered Jayden.
They looked around, Adrian going directly to the door on the right wall.

  “I think whatever we’re looking for should be on the other side,” he said quietly.
Jayden and Indigo looked at each other, then walked towards Adrian as he opened it.  It led to a short hallway, which was connected to many corridors leading to the cells.

  “Bingo.  We’ve hit jackpot, Houston,” exclaimed Indigo happily.
Jayden looked up at the tiers of cells three stories high.  Adrian started walking down the corridor ahead of them.

  “The cellblock to your right should be B block, the one to your left should be C block.  If you follow me please,” he loudly said.

  “Where are we going?” asked Jayden, as she and Indigo ran to catch up with Adrian, their footsteps echoing behind them.

  “We’re going to D block,” Adrian enthusiastically replied.
He took a sharp left at the end of the block, stopping to wait for the other two.  When they rounded the corner, they almost ran smack dab into Adrian.  He looked as if he was listening to something intently.

  “Do you hear that?” he asked, slightly whispering.
They all listened, finally hearing what Adrian had heard.  It was the sound of a woman sobbing.  All of a sudden, an apparition appeared, a little girl in a white dress walking away from them.  She was dragging a teddy bear in her hand while singing softly, the sobbing getting louder.

Then she just vanished into the darkness.  Adrian stood there silently, listening as the sobbing stopped.  Jayden was clinging to his hand so tightly that his bones felt like they were going to crack.  He finally realized that she was hyperventilating very badly.  He turned and looked at Indigo, who was as white as a sheet and shaking in his shoes.

  “ Your idea wasn’t as bright as you thought it’d be, was it, Indigo?” Adrian said mockingly.
Indigo just shook his head  ‘no’.

  “Guys, let’s just see what we came to see and get out of here, okay?” Jayden whispered, as she calmed down a bit.
Indigo, forgetting the apparition, asked,

  “Adrian, which one is cell 14 D?”  Adrian looked around, and, having spied the staircase, started going up to the second tier of cells.

  “I guess that answers your question,” remarked Jayden.
They followed, watching as Adrian looked at the row of cells, then started up another staircase to the third tier.  They followed as quickly as they could.  Adrian walked down the row, counting cells as he went.

Finally, he stopped in front of 14 D, almost at the end of the hall.  When Jayden and Indigo stopped next to him, they saw that this was the only whose door was opened.

  “Whoa.  Hey, Adrian, can you shut us in there, so that we can, you know, get the feel of the place?” Indigo asked.
Jayden peered inside, not liking the cold chill that went down her spine.

  “Yeah, but only for a couple of minutes, man.  Then we gotta go,” Adrian replied, not appreciating the fact that the cell was at least twenty degrees colder than the hallway.  Indigo pulled Jayden in with him, Jayden looking back as Adrian shut the cell door.  He didn’t close it all the way, only leaving a tiny crack between the door and the wall.

  “What’s it like in there, guys?” he called out.
Out of nowhere, the door clicked all the way closed, a grinding noise in Adrian’s ears as the deadbolt slid in place.

  “Adrian! You can let us out now!” called Jayden.

  “Hold on. I think the doors are jammed,” Adrian questioningly said.

  “Adrian, we’re not kidding. Let us out, man,” Indigo yelled through the door.  Then, as Adrian was pushing on the stubborn door, he heard a ripping sound, as if flesh were being torn.

  “Oh my gosh!  Adrian!  Open the door NOW!” screamed Jayden.
He tried to pull it open, but it wouldn’t budge.

  “I’m trying!” he yelled back.
A body struck the inside cell wall.  He tried the door again, and it gave out a little bit.  Indigo was screaming as if in terrible pain.  Jayden yelled to him again, but he couldn’t understand what she said.  She said it again, only louder, and he finally understood what she was saying.

  “Adrian, he’s killing Indigo!  Help us!”  she was crying, pounding on the other side of the cell door.
Adrian frantically tried to open the door more, hearing his own pulse pounding in his ears as blood splattered through the crack in the door he had managed to pry open more.  Out of stress, his nose started to bleed, making Adrian panic even more.  Something thumped against the cell door, and the screaming abruptly stopped.  The door finally gave all the way, and he pushed it back.

When he looked inside, blood was sprayed everywhere.  Jayden was in the fetal position in the far left corner, blood all over her.  Indigo’s mutilated corpse was in the middle of the cell.  His right arm had been ripped from the socket, it lie by the door.  His head was attached to his body by only a small flap of skin.

There was a hole in his stomach, the guts spilling out onto the floor.  Deep lacerations were all over Indigo’s dead flesh.  Adrian felt like he was going to puke.  He walked over to Jayden, picked her up, and carried her to the hall.  Then, he sat on the floor, his back to the wall, and held her in his lap, trying to calm her down.

  “We gotta call the cops, Jay.  They’ll know what to do.  What did you see?” he talked to her slowly, keeping her panic at bay for the moment.

  “Adrian, he had glowing eyes.  He killed him with glowing eyes and he smiled.  He smiled while did that to our friend, to our Indigo,” she broke down, crying hysterically.
Adrian pulled out his cell phone, and dialed 9-1-1.

  “Yeah, this is Adrian Summers.......I’m at the cell house on Alcatraz Island.......my best friend, Indigo James, has been murdered......”