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=__**The mystery writer Danie,Olivia and I**__=

Am I Hallucinating?

It was Tuesday 22 of July 1995

I was so happy we were almost home, I looked out of the helicopter window beside me, seeing all the smoke and fire underneath the chopper. I new we had won.

Well we thought we had won. The enemy still had one missile left and aimed fire at us. One minute we were almost home and then the next minute we were so close to death. The last thing I saw the darkness take over and then I was unconscious.

I woke up with a sore back and my mind was frantic. Was I alive? Where was I? My eyes had opened I heard the pilot yell “Mayday, Mayday! were going down” the alert button next to me was flashing red and white, this was not a good sign. The chopper was out of control. It felt as though there was zero gravity. Then something suddenly activated my mind and senses and I was fully awake. I looked beside me and saw my partner Simmons. I thought everything was okay but as soon as I tried to wake him up he rolled over, looking lifeless. I looked at his pale white skin trying to stop the stop the tears from falling down my cheek. All of my team had not survived the attack apart from me. I’ve got to get out of here I said to my self. As I was trying to escape from the busted chopper I could smell gasoline. Once I had got out of the chopper I ran on foot as far away as possible from the chopper. A massive explosion behind me, stopped me in my tracks and I turned around to see the helicopter engulfed in flames. The tremours from the explosion cause me to trip and lose consciousness.

At first I didn’t know where I was. I look around and see that I am in a vast deserted place in the middle of nowhere. Luckily I had a compass in my pocket, so I use it to find North. But then realise that it was partly destroyed from the explosion. Oh man how am gonna get out of this one I said out loud. But then in the distance was something shiny,sparkling in my eye. A survivor maybe. I make my way closer so I cans see more clearly. As I move forward I then realise it is a bird. I feel disappointed. The bird then swoops overhead and drops a spoon on my head. I pick up the spoon and place in my tattered clothes. I decide to keep it because it could be useful in my journey. The good thing is that I am not hallucinating yet.

I was exhausted, the scorching hot sun was as painful as a bullet going through my back. Luckily I had 2 bottles of water in my pack, but when fetch my pack I realise I lost it in the explosion. I start to panic as I feel as though I am going to die out here in this lonely place. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye I see something. At first I think it is an illusion but then as I run towards it I realise it is actually reality. As I get closer I see that it is an Oasis. I jump in and make the most of it. I drink for about 5 minutes and then stop. I feel ecstatic and feel as if I may still have a chance to live. I then think that if I have found water if I’m lucky I might come across some food. I look around and see a bushes nearby, maybe I will find something edible. When I arrive I see some mushrooms growing off some of the trunks. I grab towards them but then hear a voice. “ Hey!, don’t eat me” I hear Oh no, I am halluciating now. But then I hear it again. “ Well you may not know that somewhere near is help so you need to continue and keep your eyes and ears open” I feel confused but decide that I might as well try and see where it leads me.

Up ahead I see movement so decide to make my way there. As I got nearer I hear the loud buzz of people and work. I am ready to go talk to them but then discover they have guns and look dangerous. I look around to see that they are all wearing army uniforms. They look and sound different to my own troop. I decide to go hide in the nearby bushes as I have a gut feeling that I could be in grave danger. I had been hiding for hours and have discovered that they are the enemy. I the though of a plan. If this is their main camp they would probably have supplies that could save me. I know I can’t step out and show myself so I need to stay hidden. I decide to find their food supplies and I will then go from there.

I scurry around staying hidden with my heart beating out of my chest. I know that if I make one wrong move it could mean a bullet in the head. I look around and find a big tent full of boxes of food. I feel relieved but still scared. I think of a plan. At the moment there aren’t any people in the tent but I know that there will be soon. I decide that if I am going to get the food it needs to be short and precise. If I make one mistake or make too much noise it could be fatal for me. I quickly run out and have to run for about 100 metres until I reach the tent. I hurry around picking up as much food as I can. My legs are shaking and I hope that I will not be caught. I feel I have grabbed as much food as I can so I look out searching for people who could question me and then sprint out to the bushes and dive head first into them. I then see what I have taken. I have a variety of army style food and some fresh fruit. I feel that my first part in me escaping this desert.

After eating my stolen food I started think of phase two in my mission which is to escape and return to my troops camp. I decide to search more of this camp from the bushes so I stay hidden while trying to find something that could help me escape. I am starting to give up hope when I see a possibility. Up ahead is a stable full of horses. I know they would of been trained to help carry supplies and help the troops travel faster. I know that now I have found my way of travel. I make sure nobody is around this area and then I walk up slowly, making sure not to startle the horses. I start to smile as now I feel that I still have a chance of living. I then hear foreign voices. A burst of adrenaline forces me to continue and quickly and quietly choose a horse and hop on. I am now truly scared and hoping I won’t get caught. The voices are getting closer and then I see them. They are shocked that I am here. They start towards me and I quickly hop on and gallop into the distance. I can hear gun shots that are being fired in my direction. slow down as I know I am safe. I continue until I can see my home camp. I go closer and see my troops. They look confused. As I get nearer I can hear cheering. I dismount off the horse and tell my troops the grim news. They are devastated but are happy that I survived. I know I have done well. Thank goodness this all wasn’t a hallucination and I really had survived.

=__**The winning story that our mystery writer Lachie picked**__= =By Ella,Josheph and P.J= ===Illusions It was Tuesday 22 of July, 1995. I was so happy we were almost home. I looked out of the helicopter window beside me, seeing all the smoke and fire underneath the chopper, I new we had won. As I sat in the helicopter, I realised I had a very sore back and cramp in my legs. All of a sudden, I heard the pilot yell “Mayday, Mayday, were going down”. The alert button next to me was flashing red, and knew it wasn’t good sign. The chopper was going out of control as it shook furiously. It seemed like an anchor was grabbing hold of the helicopter and jerking it towards the ground. I woke up. I was only inhaling the smoke from the burning petrol, as I breathed heavily. I rolled onto my side seeing the wreckage falling apart. Beside me, I spotted my friend Simmons lying with his head against the sand. As I looked at his face I saw blood trickling from mouth, and that was when I knew he was dead. His pale white skin and his lifeless body brought tears to my eyes as I walked away from his limp corpse. Everyone around me was dead apart from the pilot who I found moaning with a broken neck in the remains of the crash. I tried all I could to help him but as the flames grew bigger, I knew he wouldn’t stand a chance. I felt rotten about leaving him but I knew I had to get out of here. I ran as fast as I could away from the destroyed chopper, trying to forget what had just happened. The big explosion behind me made me trip over and land face first into the sand. I picked myself up and kept running. The only thing I could see was the sand dunes all around me, Making me feel drowsy. “Oh man, how am I gonna get out of this one” I said out loud,but then in the distance something shiny caught my eye. As it got closer I began to see it more clearly. The greens and yellows were making a vibrant rainbow, then I began to think. A bird? Whats a bird doing all the way out here? The bird then dropped something on my head. It must have been the shiny object that I saw earlier. It was a spoon. My head was throbbing so hard I didn’t realise how strange it was for a bird to be flying with a spoon in it’s talons. I was exhausted. The scorching hot sun brought pain to back as though I had just been shot. Luckily I had my backpack with me, but it carried less than I needed. It contained two bottles of water both half empty, a compass full of sand and various bolts just in case the chopper broke down, but I didn’t need them any more so I dropped them in the sand and kept going. I saw various mirages as I trudged, but as I ran up to them, I found that they were just fragments of my imagination. The sun was getting to my head, and maybe that’s where the budgies came from. “Oh no I’m gonna die out here with no water”, I complained to myself, but as I wiped the tears of my nose, I saw something else in the distance. This time I was convinced it was real and not an illusion. As I ran up to it, it was almost like a dream come true. A big pool of sparkling water filled my vision as I jumped in. I was happy to have the shade of the oasis trees, but even more cheerful about the water. I filled both my drink bottles up to the brim, but then felt a sudden dizziness that made me drop to knees. As i did I spotted these amazing looking mushrooms on a near by tree trunk. I reached out to grab them and then got an enormous fright. Something yelled “ Hey, Don’t you put your dirty hands on me”. I realised it was the mushrooms talking. “ What greatness. Talking mushrooms.”I said as I grabbed them and scoffed them down. I decided to leave the oasis, and try and find some civilization. As I though I saw a building in the distance, I started to sprint towards it. While doing it, I tripped hard and smacked my head on a rock. As my eyes began to open, all I could see was the blank walls around me. A man in completely white clothing strolled through the door. He peered down at me and said “ You have been through quite a lot so we are going to keep you here for a while.” “No!” I objected. “ There were birds and spoons and. and mushrooms...”I muttered. “ There there. You have been through quite a lot for one life time and I think you will need to stay here with us at the National Mental hospital.” Oh know. I think the illusions have taken over. ===