"Oh my God. Amanda I am so sorry I just wanted to get this done for you," Ryan said turning around and showing me the wooden paddle that would soon be...making my ass red. "Well guess what?" I said walking over to him. "What?" he asked me looking very worried now. "I'm not going to be the first that the paddle gives a red ass to. You will be. Take your pants and boxers off and lean over your table," I said taking the paddle from his hand. Ryan pushed his pants and boxers down to his feet and bent. We were now able to read the sign which said that this was an emergency entrance to the underground bunkers reserved for use by civilians. We just had to investigate! Our curiosity would have killed us within two hours if we had not at least looked down those stairs. It took some digging, but we got one door clear enough for us to get inside. The lights were on and they still worked. These people were engineering wonders!We cheated and floated down the stairs by means of the flying belts. The. " I tapped the computer screen for emphasis. Our latest hope had been Monserrat, but the village we'd held out so much hope for was now under several feet of mud from the volcano. The picture that had given us so much hope had been from 2008."There may be other ways to figure it out," Liz said, but wouldn't elaborate.We had our own credit card (one card, two people!) and it was on our parent's account, so when the statement came we went over it, trying to find anything from that. Nothing.Of. It's a work in progress, with currently 8 chapters and counting. Chapter 1 serves as a prologue. Chapter 2 is the actual start of the story, with Chapter 3-8 containing the real meat of the story. I will be posting each chapter exactly as it is found on nifty sans my friend's author's notes. He highly appreciates feedback and if you wish to email him he's at horn1269 @gmail.com. I hope you enjoy his story.___________________________________________________________________________________Chapter.